Routine is a joy-stealer

Photo credit/Priscilla Du Preez

Some days getting out of bed feels like being dragged to a place I just don’t want to go. I scold and question myself about my level of gratitude as waking up is a gift in itself.

I reason with myself about how thankful I am and how much I can get done by beginning a new day.

But still, I lie there contemplating leaving my cozy warm bed.