6:00 a.m. Alarm goes off.
6:10 a.m. Take breakfast in to my sleeping teen.
6:15 a.m. Sit outside with my first cup of coffee and look up at the stars. (Is that a satellite or a plane? What is that?)
6:30 a.m. Teen has eaten and arisen and is checking his Facebook with 10 minutes left to get ready for school.
6:40 a.m. I see my son out the backdoor, give him a quick hug and he says those words to me. “See you when I get back when you get back”.
I stand on the back porch and wave. It’s dark outside, so I’m mostly waving at my sons shadowy outline – and it waves back. When I can’t see him anymore I go into the house to grab another cup of coffee and watch some more news before getting ready.
7:00 a.m. Get ready myself.
I mentioned yesterday to a friend that I feel like I’m stuck in the movie ‘Groundhog Day’ lately. And I do. But, this morning routine I’ll keep.
This morning routine means.
6:00 a.m. I am still alive, and I have my hearing
6:10 a.m. We have food and my son is safe
6:15 a.m. Serenity
6:30 a.m. The electric and internet bill is paid
6:40 a.m. My son still hugs me, still talks to me …
7:00 a.m. Blessed to have a job to get ready for!
Read a great blog about the Star Wars purchase. My first reaction to the news was much like Darth Vader’s “Noooooooooo!” George Lucas sold out?! My son’s reaction was excitement that there will be more movies.
My comment on the blog was “It’s like your dad suddenly adding something to a yard sale that you were never allowed to touch in the house while growing up”.
Star Wars was something (depending on your age) that was ours! I know I got a little possessive over it. But I suppose that’s the point. Disney says we now have to share.
I guess the new generation wins. They’ll get to experience the thrill of sitting in the theater, getting goosebumps when the 20th Century Fox drums start to beat. I just hope the fanfare isn’t the best part of the movie experience.
Wait!! It’s Disney … does that mean no more Fox drums?! :-O
Hopefully that’s part of Fox that Disney owns.