This is for all the odd mornings that; I wake up realizing that am going to need more than my alarm clock to get out of my bed.
This for those mornings that; I have to take a deeper breath to ground myself, else I might not step my foot on the ground.
This is for all the mornings that; I realize that it is yet another day that I wake up with a locked throat and a sore shoulder and back.
This for those mornings that; I do not wake up as my bubbly self and I have to make a conscious decision to do my breathing excerises and drink some water.
This for all the odd morning that; I cannot snap-out-of-it. So, I crawl out of bed feeling vulnerable and slightly disoriented.
This is for all of those mornings and odd hours of my day that have been punctuated by generalized anxiety disorder.
This for all those victorious mornings that; i slowly allow a breath of fresh air to run through my lungs into my nostrils till I feel the tightness around the muscles beneath my shoulder blades and lower back relax.
This is for a morning like today, when i wake up to the realization that I need to breathe a little longer, a little deeper to regain the normalcy of my day.
Just Breathe …