My Favorite Moment

For the past couple of weeks, I have discovered a new favorite moment of the day. I have always been a morning person, rising before the sun, and wearing out by 5 or 6 in the evening. But my pleasure at experiencing the first minutes of the day has been significantly enhanced of late.

Each morning, as I awaken, I come to the conscious realization that I am alive, and waking to greet a new day. Whether that day turns out to be good or bad matters not. My joy comes in the knowledge that I am still alive, and that the new day will be filled with new opportunities... Not necessarily big or amazing opportunities, but opportunities to keep on living, and to keep on loving the people who matter to me.

It might sound silly, or sappy, or something of the sort, but the joy that awakening and knowing I am alive has brought me, has been incredible.