I am retired and awaken after a good night’s sleep. No alarm clocks. I wonder into my office and I am surrounded by the things I love. Alexa is obedient and plays my calm instrumental hymn station. I flip on the aquarium light and startle the golden fish watching them dart around, then they focus on me and stare through the round globe eagerly awaiting their morning feeding. I pause and watch as they chase the flakes that slowly dance to the bottom of the bowl.
I relax in my lazy boy recliner. Both dogs wonder in, Daisy snuggles in the chair with me, and Ozzie curls up at my feet in the pink bean bag on the floor. I gaze at my favorite photos on the wall, memories of the farm, finding kittens in the hayloft, feeding chickens, and a picture of a barn and my favorite cross. For a moment, I am that little girl again, age six that is at peace on the farm that I have never stopped loving.
I remain in the comfort of my chair as I do my daily devotions and journal my prayers asking God to come into my heart and guide my day. I hear raindrops hitting the sky lights, and the familiar morning sounds of Norm as the closet door opens as he awakens and dresses. There are the sounds of him collecting the daily recycle as he takes it out doors and retrieves the morning paper. Daisy hears the door open and leaps out of my chair, runs through the dog door, hoping to greet Norm and play a little fetch before he returns in the house.
Soon I smell the aroma of Folgers coffee. I join Norm for a cup. In my imagination, our home is higher up the mountain. We wonder outside and enjoy an unobstructed view of the sunrise, and the beautiful rainbow after the brief morning shower. The weather is warm enough to remain in my Soma pajamas, enjoy my coffee, and tour the garden with Norm. We spot our territorial hummingbird darting around taking in nectar from the fresh new morning blooms.
I retreat to my office and have a couple brief messages from both of my boys and siblings, knowing they and those they love are having a good day, and all is well. In the afternoon a few girlfriends stop by. We sit around the fire pit table in the back yard as we write alone, but together share our writing and enjoy our friendship and pray together before they leave.
At the end of the day, I watch the sunset, then retreat into my room to feel close to God with a cup of hot bedtime tea. I give Him thanks for the little things I take for granted every day. The aroma of coffee, the rainbow, a flower on a cactus, the hummingbird. My family free from crisis, my home, my friends, my dogs and hymn music that serenades me, and the peacefulness of the day.
I turn off the light to the aquarium and retreat to bed as Alexa switches to relaxing music to sleep by. The dogs curl up in the curves of my body, as I drift into a peaceful sleep with sweet dreams. I look forward to tomorrow where I hope to grow closer to God in thoughts and deeds and promise to do more for Him tomorrow. Today was just for me.