I survived the sounds of at least half a dozen dogs barking loudly around 6 am this morning.
I am grateful that I have ears to hear them. And that I got back to sleep.
I survived the thump thump bang bang of my 15 yr old daughter getting herself off to school.
I am grateful that I have been blessed with the gift of having and raising 3 children. And that I got back to sleep, again.
I survived the long journey down the stairs with eyes half closed.
I am grateful I have legs to walk with and eyes to see with, even if only partially at times. And a stair railing to hold on to in the mornings.
I survived making a pot of coffee with eyes still only half open.
I am grateful there is food and coffee in my kitchen and electricity to power the coffee pot and the job I have to pay for those kinds of things. And that I remembered to buy cream yesterday.
I survived another night and upon getting out of bed, found myself at least 5′ 4.5″ above ground instead of 6″ below it.
I am grateful for another day to live. And that I didn’t fall out of bed with my half closed eyes.
If Star Wars can stay alive, I think I’ve got a decent shot at it too. Heck, Leia even became a General. I don’t have any buns as decor for my head, but I sure know how to kick some butt when I need to. And a few people have called me a princess in my lifetime. Maybe there’s hope for me yet.
May the force of life and gratitude
awaken in you all today.
In response to today’s Daily Prompt: Survival