Usually, I wake up with a feeling of "Ughhh...here we go, again...". I guzzle down a pot of coffee in an attempt to feel halfway awake, and then I'm pretty much dead inside from that point out. Of course,'for the sake of my daughter, I have become a pro at acting positive and spunky. But inside, I'm not. Some days are better than others, and some days are downright miserable. Especially if I'd had a night terror the night before.
Today I woke up very tired, as I worked very late last night and was woken up before 7 by a very energetic little girl! ;) As we settled in at the breakfast table, I had my cup of coffee in hand, and was pretty tired and groggy. My daughter was drawing pictures, and I was sitting with her, drinking my coffee and talking to her...our usual before-breakfast routine. She seemed to be feeding off of my tiredness, so I perked myself up and opened the bay window curtains at our table. Outside was a bequtiful scenery of fresh Montana snow, with flakes still gently falling.
I said to my daughter, "Isn't that beautiful? Look at whwt a beautiful day God gave us". She was very excited to see the new snow. I said "Let's thank God for this beautiful day, okay?" and my daughter replied, "I am already thanking him, in my heart". What a beautiful comment. Her simple, wonderful way of looking at life, coupled with her true appreciation for life seemed to re-awaken my true positive outlook. A weight was lifted off of my shoulders, and I think today eill be a good day.