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!
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