In the quiet....

Early in the morning has always been my favorite time of day.  From the time that I was a very young child,  I can remember getting up early.  This was my time.  I love being with people, but there is something about my own time to prepare for the day and gather my thoughts.   It is my own twist on my mother's tendency to sit up all night doing whatever...she is an all-nighter and I am a super early riser. Both of us seek the same thing....quiet and time alone. 

I would rise just as the tv began to change from the test screen to the National Anthem.  I remember slicing up potatoes and frying them in grease with onions and eating them with ketchup.  I remember watching PTL Club on tv and knowing all about Jim and Tammie Faye Baker before their scandal.  I never felt drawn to sending them any money, but I did think it was funny to watch her cry so much.  I do not remember anything else about the morning routine but this, but I remember this pretty well.

As a young mother, my mornings were very different.  Babies, toddlers, diapers, and bottles...so much for quiet time.  The kids got older and the mornings got quiet again.  They reached an age where they enjoyed sleeping in and my mornings were my own again. 

You might be wondering where Kyle fits into my quiet morning time.  He doesn't.  He loves to sleep, doesn't ever get enough sleep, and gets up when I wake him- rarely spontaneously.  He is a 'middle of the day' kind of guy.  Not great at late nights, not too much for early mornings.  He works his best in the late morning or early afternoon .  That works for us!  I am the morning shift, he works the afternoon shift, and I guess now Grandma covers the night shift at our house.  :-)

I would like to say that I spend most of my morning quiet time in total bible study or fervent prayer.  I would like to say that I ran 5 miles a couple of miles during that time.  I would love to say that I did online courses and furthered my education during that quiet time.  I cannot claim any of that actvity.  Here is how it usually goes instead:  up with the puppies to take them out, run bath water, grab some breakfast, take a bath, play around on Facebook, wake Hannah up, get ready for work and out the door.  Nothing too productive, but it is relaxing.  It is time without the pressure (just for a bit)  of work or my phone.  Time before patients need to be seen and evaluations need to be put into the computer.  My time, as much as any time is mine. 

I need this time- with the schedule I keep, it is the only quiet time I get.  This week has been no exception.  Every night this week, gone for hours attending one event after another.  As busy as it is though, I love it.  I don't do idle well, apparently.  In the quiet of the mornings, though...I try.

Be blessed!