I am not a morning person. But I’ve had to make myself over the years in order to write. Now, I like getting up early in the morning when the house is quiet and dark. Only the cat is up, looking at me as if wondering, “What are you doing up? This is my time!” I like gettting work done before anyone in the house is up and at ’em. Then when my little darlin’s do rise and shine, I love those morning hugs, their cheeks still flushed with sleep, their bodies warm as toast. Which then reminds me I have to get up and fix ’em breakfast because they are H-U-N-G-R-Y. Which is what I have to do right this minute!
Have a great day!