Start at the Beginning

Within the last 90-minutes I’ve just finished my first mug of Liver Kick Tonic (the juice of three lemons, two clementines, an inch cube of ginger, and a clove of garlic) and a one-hour Yoga for Beauty session.

In a very short while I will have also finished this post, a shower, my breakfast, and settled in for a few hours of good, productive, fulfilling work.

And in the short window in between, my son Briggs woke up.

Called from our bed (which he crawled into around 2:00 this morning).

“Mum?”

“Yeah, Bub?” I called back from our kitchen downstairs.

“Are we still going to see Road Chip today?”

Road Chip is the latest Chipmunks movie still playing in theaters.

“We are.”

“And, is Aubrie still coming?”

Aubrie is one of his BFFs from daycare.  Her mom and I have also become close.

“She is.”

“YES!  That’s just what I wanted.  AND I’m going to breakfast with Pup, right?”

Pup is my husband’s father.

“That’s right.”

“Oh yeah!”

I hear him slide down off our bed onto the hard floor and excitedly make his way to the top of the stairs.

That’s where he and I met for the first time today.

“Good morning, Lova-Lou.”

“Morning, Mum.  Can you carry me downstairs?”

He’s totally big and strong and old enough to make his own way down – but these mornings are precious and limited – so, I happily complied.

I scooped him up and he nestled his head into that warm nest in between my neck and shoulder.  He smelled like a mix of bed and bath.  I stroked his hair, gave him kisses, and told him that I loved him so much.

“I love you so much.” He echoed.

And it occurs to me – that the best place to try and start to be happy.  Really happy.  Is the beginning.

And, thank God, every morning we are given the gift of another new beginning.

 

 

 

 

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s