Getting on with the morning

It's 545am here. I'm showered and dressed and made coffee. I'm here in the kitchen on my own. Silence and darkness. Things are good and so grateful. I feel like, am reminded of, my grandmother who spent many days in the final years of her life alone and just kind of taking care of business around her house.

My grandfather had passed years prior.

Then fortunately she was with her daughters when she departed.

Life is strange but good. Sending valentines out to you guys.

xx