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“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”
― Marcel Proust

(Almost) every morning, Rob will get up with the baby, or whichever child wakes first.  He lets me get in at least an extra 15 minutes of solitude before breaking into my day.  I have recently started a morning meditation before I allow my feet to touch the floor.  It seems this is the only way I can manage to integrate it into my day!  Once the children get sight of me, and I get sight of them (and all there is to do!) I can’t seem to make space for myself.  I am one who believes in ‘do what works,’  so I meditate before getting out of bed.

The last two days, Rob has been sick with a head cold.  This has meant that I’m out of bed as soon as I hear someone awake, in the hopes that they won’t wake the others.  It is a futile effort, since we sleep in close quarters.  Most days they’re all up shortly after 6am.  As a result of my abrupt entry into wakefulness and ‘mom-ness,’ I have really noticed a difference in my ability to roll with the events of the day.  Having just 10 to 15 minutes of daily meditation practice really helps to centre myself; to catch and store energy for my coming day.

What a blessing that morning solitude is.  I thank Rob often for his daily sacrifice, but I’m not sure he realizes just how important a gift he gives his family!