I know I say this a lot but I love this time of day. My guy is still sleeping in the room next door, the house is quiet and the day hasn’t started. Everything still holds the promise of what is to come. I go to bed earlier than my guy, almost always, so I love early mornings like this because I get to discover what he has been up to while I was sleeping. I can follow his trail like a detective! The empty mug with rings of tea stains, the empty bowl with salty kernels on the bottom and this morning a mess of freshly wrapped gifts under the tree. The portable phone is sitting on the table; I know he was talking on the phone last night while he was wrapping. Even when he isn’t around I can still feel connected to what he has been doing. I hope it is the same when he comes in to a freshly baked banana loaf or Christmas cards written waiting for his signature. We are in for a great weekend, two days of Christmas parties with friends. It has been crazy at work for the last while, I am sure you remember all my whining and complaining, but now, this morning in the quiet I am looking down the pipe at two wonderful days of Christmas parties with dear friends, with plenty of food, wine and laughter.
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