The journaling reads:
It might seem odd to file coffee as something that’s good for my soul but, for me, it really is. With two kids and a job, my mornings are really hectic. The kids get up early and I am often drowsy and in pain from too little sleep. Then there’s the making breakfast for everyone, changing, nursing, and feeding the baby and getting everyone dressed. Next thing I know, we’re driving to David’s school.
After I drop David off, we come back home and I put Nathaniel down for his nap. While he’s napping, I prepare my coffee and grab some graham crackers (and maybe a chocolate if we have any left.) Then I get to sit down and enjoy the first quiet moment I got that day. For the next forty-five minutes or so, I cherish the solitude and “me” time.
These forty-five minutes have become my favorite part of my day. I love my kids and my husband and my job and my crazy life but there’s something magical in pausing for a short while every day and just taking some time for myself.
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