This moment.
I'm looking out my north-facing bedroom window just after a beautiful sunrise on this winter morning. Some snow remains on the grass giving my southern heart a slight shiver of delight and gratitude. It's proof that winter didn't pass us by. The scene through my window pane looks like what I see on Christmas cards. I'm grateful for the quiet of this early winter morning. Only my cat and I are awake. He is purring in my lap. The stillness of this moment anchors me to all that matters. The ones I love the most are safe and sleeping. The honking geese flew over as they do every morning. Today I heard them. Squirrels are scampering at the edge of the woods. Cardinals and crows have flown through the cloudless blue sky. I'm blessed with this view of evergreens and bare trees. Here is what I come back to from wherever I go. It's home. When I question decisions I've made, I remind myself that they led me to this moment of peace. Jan 19, 2018
-Mandy Catoe-
