My Early Morning Thoughts

I woke just before the sun rose above the earth this morning.  I opened my eye to see, what I thought was going to be, one of those gray dreary days; and my mind immediately went toward the negative.  As my mind often does these long day without my usual routine.

I put my head back down on my pillow, closed my eyes, and thought: what more do I really need?

What more do I really need?  

And the conversation began.

I was warm and comfortable in my freshly washed fennel sheet, with my head feeling the comfort of my pillow. My dog sleeping at my feet.  I felt peaceful and softly quiet.

What more do I really need?

I have ample food to eat.  Fresh coffee to drink for my morning needs. And tasty wine in the evening to enjoy.

What more do I really need?

My legs are strong enough to walk outside where I can enjoy the breeze, feel the sun in my face and refresh my soul.  And maybe greet a neighbor I don’t know yet.

What else do I really need?

My mind is mildly cognitive, with hearing aids I hear, my eyes work just fine, my lungs support my need to breathe, my bodily functions work normally — what ever that means — and over all my health is excellent for a chronology advantaged woman of 78.

What else do I really need?

I have wonderful friends and family who love me; and whom I love.  And even though we can’t be altogether like we normally could.  We can talk, or text, or skype or just talk, the old fashion on a much smarter phone, than in the “old days.”

What else do I really need?  

I am fortunate to be living in the safety of my own tiny home.   With family as close as next door.   And a car to drive where ever I need to go.

What more do I really need?

So I began to put all of this into realistic focus:  

I am not lying in, an over populated, hospital with a body that is failing me. 

Or looking out a window confined in a care facility. While my loved ones come to let me know they love me, and want to see that I am okay, by smiling and waving through a locked window. 

What more do I really need?

Or, unable to see my loved one, because they would infect me if I did, who may die today.  

What more do I really need?

I am retired, on an ample income, and can pay my bills on time.  And buy what I need — and only what I need.

What more do I really need?

                                          Really, what more do I truly need?

With those thought correcting my first impression of the day.  I am planning to live the hell out of all there is to do today.

And what I want to do, or who I’d love to visit, or where I wish I could go. 

                  

Will just have to wait.