Most mornings are quite the same for me. My alarm goes off at 6:15. Surprisingly I'm usually already awake by then. But, as I love good coziness, it is rarely ever easy for me to get out of the flannel or break from my boy within the 30 minutes of my obnoxious wake-up call. I, most days, make the attempt to run a brush through my hair a couple times, brossez les dents, wash my face, take my vitamins, and always put on warm (and cute)socks. My current favorites are these. Some days I feel motivated to have a relaxing cup of tea and change out of my pajamas into something more suitable for work. But when you're a baker, generally anything you're not too attached to is just suitable enough.
This morning all of those things happened. (minus the changing out of pajamas) But when I got to work, ready to mix flours and butters in a bowl and pop their results into the oven, I had the nicest feeling come over me. I wasn't in a rush. I didn' t have anywhere else to be all day. Anxieties didn't creep up upon me because I had an 11 o clock appointment and 6 different errands to complete before lunchtime. No, today I realized I don't need any planned distractions from where I am in my life. Today, I took my time and enjoyed most everything I did. Today didn't feel like work, like life sometimes does. I didn't set goals for myself or expect to accomplish an endless to do list. I took time and had lunch. I took time and talked to people. I did what felt right almost every minute. And that's probably what brought me back to reflection and writing this post right now. So, I'm not so sure who I am suppose to thank for the opportunities in my life that have lead to this day.... but thank you. It might have been an isolated gift or maybe the start of something new. But either way, thank you. Even if I don't know who you really is.
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