I have begun waking at 5 a.m. Not due to lack of sleep... It is a way to refresh my inner self. It is difficult finding the time when you are a mother of five and this time is golden to me. I usually drink coffee, but lately I have been drinking tea...somehow it makes me feel closer to my mother and my sister, who have been drinking tea religiously for years.
It is hard for me to type for the eyes of others, as when I journal, it is sporadic and ragged, yet dotted with lines of loveliness...a line of poetry or two. I am going to participate in poetry Thursday's with my sister's adamant urging. She inspires me and I love to watch her artwork progress. With each new painting a part of herself is born...like a butterfly just beginning to open its wings.