Good Morning World. It is a good morning. Breath moves in and out of my lungs. Blood courses through my veins carrying life preserving nutrients and oxygen everywhere. Yes, it is a good morning.
My girls are here. Lizzy sits in her crate waiting for me to notice that she is looking at me. Shilah is in the back yard - walking around. She isn't much for being inside the house during the day. Yes - it is a good morning.
Good Morning. The words mean something much different today than they did 6 months ago. Good Morning. Tom is not here. Good Morning. Mom is not here. Good Morning. Pain rips at my heart and soul. Good Morning? Life is here - Yes, it is a Good Morning.