Waking Up Early and Present

When I was a drunk
4 am was the witching hour
of withdrawal
the escape door of sleep
slamming shut
I’d lie in a private hell
waiting for another day of predictable misery
 
This week of change and uncertainty
has me waking at 4 again
after 30 years without a drink
But now I lie in the haven of early spring
which whispers through the open window
grateful for the choice I made
to be present to my life
present to the tender heart in me that worries
about who will adopt the shelter animals now
present to the inexplicable happiness
that washed over me yesterday afternoon
 
Jill Kelly
March 19, 2020
Posted by At 4:40 pm