The first sip

I struggle. Getting up in the morning is hard for me. My alarm rings at 4:50 am. There are things to do and not enough time in the day to do them it seems. To build the life that I want for myself and my family, I have to get up earlier.

I turn the alarm off. I take out my night guard and rinse it and then I return it to its container. I make my way to the kitchen, take my medicine, and start the morning coffee. I peruse my email and maybe listen to a podcast or an audiobook.

I prepare my coffee. The aroma starting to place a hold on me, I take that first sip.

I’m awake.