I’ve been sick off and on for a year. Nauseated more morning than not– and no, I’m not pregnant. (Yeah, Yeah…I’m going to the doctor tomorrow…finally!) But what I’ve not realized is how much I’ve been missing out on by curling up in a ball morning after morning. The last few days, I’ve been nausea free and have been blown away by how much I enjoy those early morning moments–the few minutes before anyone needs me. I’ve started having a cup of coffee in my chair outside, just as the sun is rising. My doggie often comes with me, and together we watch the morning come in. Somehow this few minutes sets the pace for the rest of my day…and it’s delicious.