A smile is always welcome
and when it comes from you
all the better.
I recall reading about
a married women thoughts
on always being on call for her family
and that left her with hardly any time for herself. It doesn’t matter if you are a married or a single parent or taking care of an elder.
We (I am a woman as well) have always put others first and if there’s time,
then we try to enjoy ourselves.
Then again if we are not working at home
or at the workplace,
we are still thinking of what we have to do
and therefore once again
putting ourselves back on the shelf.
This lady (I wish I could remember her name
and not just her point) asked herself
what would happen
if she got up an hour earlier
than her regular time?
She started off slow
and wanted to stay in her warm bed,
but she made herself get up.
The first thing she did was
fix was a pot of coffee.
She started thinking
of things she has wanted to do,
but had no time to do it.
She was walking slowly around
the kitchen as she thought
she saw a book, it was a child’s book,
but it made her remember the book she couldn’t get past a page without hearing “mommy can I-” She picked up her pace
and brought her book into the kitchen.
Once her coffee was in one hand
and her book in the other
she smiled as she walked
over to the table to enjoy both
a good book
and knowing she didn’t have to
rush to drank her coffee.
There was a part where
she felt better
once she got her bedroom in order
(after her husband got up)
and even was able to go for
a short run with him
before he had to go to work.
Anyway. I didn’t feel like getting up today.
The cool air was coming from the window
and I was still half asleep,
but when your bladder
says you have to get up – you get up.
I got a cup of water to take my meds and as much as I wanted to lay down.
I thought about that lady and made my bed.
The sound of gospel music played
low I began to walk.
My planned was to walk 45mins,
but 15mins into in,
my body said no way.
I noticed my blanket next to my bed
and started thinking about a website
and new blog with a niche to it
and I didn’t realize I walked 35mins
and that was good enough.
I had planned on starting
to write about my craft,
but another thought wanted to be free.
When I tell people about my blog 3amthunderofwords.com
and wonder why my niche isn’t about thunder?
I tell them I am not a one subject person
and like “thunder” I come in many forms. Sometimes you will hear a warning its coming and other times it’s so loud you can’t help,
but notice it. I am laughing,
because I guess I am writing about my niche
in a different way.
I am just being ME
and I Love being Me.