Mornings are the best. It doesn’t even matter if sleep was good or bad during the night.
It’s the start of a new day. A chance for everything to go smoothly. A chance to hurt a little less. A chance to feel less pain. There’s the possibility of moving closer to our goal of being better then ok.
So we smile. We hug. And (I) silently pray that my fears dissolve and that acceptance and peace take over.