first thoughts

The first five minutes that you wake up have always been magical. You are in between two worlds of reality and dreamland. During those first few moments of awareness you drift between delicious sleep and the urgency of what awaits you. Those first few moments can be the difference between a good day and a total dealbreaker. As the fog of nighttime burns off and your thoughts begin to form logical meaning, what do you think of?

Most days, my precise schedule does not allow for five more minutes in this warm bed next to my warm husband. But some days, like today, I wake up and realize, it's Saturday, I can lay here a few minutes.......and my mind has the pleasure of waking up slowly and imagining the smell of fresh coffee and frying bacon....


When my babies were small I would think things like...if I lay real still they won't hear me stirring. I would smile under the covers while I listened to their sweet baby voices jabbering and cooing as they entertained themselves.

Somedays I replay the bizarre dream I just woke from and try to remember every detail so I can figure out the meaning. Other days, I lay there and think about what ever current crisis is rocking my world.

If I'm feeling especially spiritual, I talk to God about nothing...and everything...

Somedays, like this morning, I look over at Wayne and listen to his soft snore. I study the lines on his face that I already know by heart. I think about what life would be like without him and can't imagine it. I decide he deserves bacon and french toast...right after I run....