Super

You and I are a lot alike. (Well, you've never done this, but just stick with me here.) Some mornings you hop out of bed happy. Your feet hit the floor, and they're already running. The birds are singing, and you whistle their tune. SuperYou! Right?

But then other mornings . . . not so much. Other mornings, if you're honest, you just want to pull your hair out.

You think to yourself, "Why am I even awake?" All you want is five minutes' peace, but there's none to be found.

So you pout, and you don't stop 'til you darn well feel like it.

Then suddenly it hits you: Nobody in your house even noticed you were pouting!

You slide to the floor, deflated. You quit!

But then it happens. Some(crazy)body makes you giggle, and the next thing you know:

You're laughing! You've got a full-blown case of the giggles, and you don't mind one bit.

Suddenly you realize maybe you're not as tired as you thought, because maybe what you needed wasn't peace and quiet after all -

but just the littlest taste of joy.

You've got your superpowers back.

Wishing you a super morning, every morning,
Becki~

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