My favorite time of day

Here I sit. The house is quiet. The sounds of night settling around me. No interruptions. Everyone safe and snug in their own beds. I do love this time of day. Jason prefers the mornings. I always feel hurried in the mornings, knowing all the daunting tasks that lie ahead of me, the thought that at any moment a child may wake wanting my attention, wondering how much longer I should be still. But when the day is done, peace fills my soul. Another day ending, a fresh start in the morning.