First Light: Words

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “First Light.”

With my mind full of cobwebs, my bladder screams into the fogginess of the webs, jolting me awake to get up and take care of it. It’s cold. I can’t sleep if it’s too warm. Immediately I pull on my ridiculous but ridiculously warm, one piece pajamas and stumble into the kitchen to turn on the coffee pot. With that comforting and familiar sound of the coffee rumbling into a delicious brew, I turn on the morning news and next turn on my computer to sift through the WordPress emails that have flittered in during the night before.

I’m thinking, I might need toothpicks to hold up my eyelids. Okay, maybe not. I take a drink of the hot liquid and my mind gradually snaps into the present. I begin laughing, ooouuing and ahhhing over all the wonderful words that have filled my inbox. I delight in reading and answering them.

Can you see me? Can you see my lips formed into a permanent smile as I read your post and view the photographs you have so artistically taken? Do you feel what my heart feels when you say something profound and heartfelt? Do you feel the closeness toward me that I feel toward you when I am reading your words that you so creatively and lovingly woven together just for me to read?

It is through our words, our beautiful words, that we share our own private world and friendship with one another. I sincerely hope my words are as beautiful to you as your words are beautiful to me.

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20 thoughts on “First Light: Words

  1. Awe, Joy, this is a lovely post. I wonder if YOU realise the warmth and friendship you make so readily available to us… to me… do you watch me soak up your words of encouragement?,,, you are truly an inspiration. Oh, and BTW, you look lovely in that one-piece!! ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Aww I love this piece! You surely made me smile reading it and every time I see you comment on my post I smile because I feel you really mean those beautiful words you write, thank you for making me smile ๐Ÿ˜€ *hugs*

  3. Priceless this is so inviting and warm and perfect for a morning read with a cup of coffee. It’s like sitting across from you. In my pj’s. With my coffee. But I’d be on my exercise bike. Drinking my water. (If it’s a work morning because that’s how I start my day). But it’s the same idea! I start by reading my blog buddies new words! ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. What a beautiful and heartfelt post, PJ. Your words are full of warmth and radiate out to all of us. It’s somehow very moving to think that our words connect us to people so far away, yet who we come to know so well. It’s always good to know we aren’t completely alone and that others can relate to us and share our thoughts and ideas. ๐Ÿ™‚

  5. Your words are more than beautiful PJ. Infact, you posts make my Fridays (which is my only day off) all the more wunnerful. Hope you don’t mind the posts binging ๐Ÿ˜‰ , Friday is my catching up day and your stories honestly are beautiful and priceless. And do you know, I still haven’t gotten over “the promise ring story” ๐Ÿ˜€ just the thought of it makes me laugh, probably cause it’s almost valentine.

    • Thank you so much Ameena! It makes me happy to hear that you love reading my posts. Hearing that makes writing them so worthwhile! That is funny you are still thinking about the promise ring! HAHA! I forgot about that days ago. :D:D

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