The Storyteller | Mary Vee

I have and probably will always be the first person to wake in my house or whatever dwelling I happen to be in.  Like previous mornings, I am rewarded with the first colors splashing across the sky. First reds, oranges, and yellows. I snap the photo and show my family as they wake. Like every other morning, my sleepy family is content to see my digital recording or early morning explorations. They drink the second cup of coffee. Shower after the water heater reheats. Snore while I write. Yawn while I walk out to the frosted tipped grass and breathe the crisp air. Even with the social distancing there are other ways to see how our lives haven't changed. Yeah, I’m okay with being first awake in the morning. Its a 20-20 year! It may be a roller coaster or smooth sailing.  Hold on!  There's no looking back. No hindsight. Announcing my new release coming in April! ...

Photo Courtesy Days are getting busy again. I woke this morning, and knew I needed to get up.  Had to be somewhere.  Needed to share the bathroom with family members.  Get breakfast going, stir the kids to move. And I didn't want to. I am, by nature, a springy morning person. There are those rare mornings when the pillow wins. I am also a solar powered person. Really. From the moment the sun peeks over the horizon to the last ray of light I am energized. Then, like a flashlight switched off, I peter out. This morning the skies were gray, blocking the shine part of the sun. BUT the birds were singing. And God blessed me by putting a praise song in my mind. He knows how I am on dark days. The sun may not be brightly shining but God was. I took my turn in the bathroom, roused the kids, then saw my pillow. Dare I lay down--just for a few more minutes? I did. While I lay there enjoying the relaxation, God brought you to mind. I prayed God's blessi...