I've never been much of a morning person. It just doesn't seem like there should be a wake up time of 4 or 5 or even 6 in the morning. That's just how I am. My dad was my chauffeur to early morning seminary; he would sing funny songs in an effort to make me forgot the hour of the day. It didn't always help. Fast forward a million years and now those funny hours of 4, 5 and 6 are my wake up norm, who knew that would ever happen? Oddly enough today I'm most thankful for morning! For its fresh start, for its quiet and for its peace. I've learned morning is a good thing. And I will always be thankful for each morning I'm given!