Good Morning

Have you ever enjoyed your first cup of coffee and thought about how nice it was just to be alive? Normally, no, I don’t either but, today I am. It’s barely nine in the morning and I’m watching my daughter eat leftover popcorn and trying to sneak some to the dog. The sun beams in the window, softly illuminating the wisps of her hair and she’s laughing because she’s been caught. Sometimes if you’re not careful, these moments slip right on by, unnoticed.