Our son, and one of his best friends came by yesterday. It’s been years since we’ve seen this particular friend who is now married Visiting with them and his new wife over tea brought up a lot of memories.
I reflect on our history together in the quiet pulse of morning. Their visit feels like a gift that has taken years to open. These young men remember our years of making a family around them to shield them as they developed.
What do you reflect on in the quiet pulse of morning? What gifts might you open that have taken years to develop? Ki to Happiness appreciates the gift the morning practice opens.