When Day Breaks

“Beep, beep, beep!” my alarm screams. I roll & pat pat pat . . . silence.

“Zzzzzzz . . .zzzzzzz” my husband snores. I rub the crusty sleep out of my eyes as light breaks through the window blinds.

“Bawk, baaawwk, bbbbbaaawwwkkkkk” demands an answer. I stand and slip on well worn Uggs and a frayed BIOLA hoodie.

“Momma, momma” cries from down the hall. It’s time to start the day.

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