Earlier this month I saw my family and myself spiraling out of control.
What I needed to do.
Now this may not seem drastic to you, but it is drastic to us. Maybe you always get up an hour before you absolutely have to.Before your kids and your spouse. Maybe your mornings have not been defined by trying to beat the clock and never winning. Maybe you just pop up at dawn and always have. But this is not, and never has been true of me. And yet I have done with myself, what I could never seem to do with my infants;
I have put myself on a schedule. Radical, I know.
The positive effects of me having an hour to write/think/pray/shower/drink coffee in silence on the overall temperament of my household in the morning and our well being throughout the entire day is something that I cannot describe, but it is beautiful and healing and we are all so much better for it.
Essentially I have found a way to follow that great old piece of airline wisdom: