I love breakfast.
It is my favourite meal of the day.
And yet lately, (and often) with all the busyness
I find myself rushing it,
letting it be samey and not nearly as satisfying.
I meet people who aren't hungry in the morning, who don't even HAVE breakfast by choice! That is unfathomable to me, especially if you're blessed with the resources and opportunity. So this week to herald the end of my office working era (it is my last week working as a desk and phone-bound public servant - at least for the next couple of years )
every morning I will try to celebrate the day,
and that precious moment
of warming the heart and mind and tummy
with good, nourishing food and thoughts.
maybe you'd like to take part too?
this was day one -
granola, oats, unsweetened yoghurt, frozen raspberries
sitting in my Belgium cotton nightie
soaking in the white morning light of an overcast sky
thinking, I can make it through this week, I can