Morning on the First Day

I woke up when the alarm went off at 5:30am. Ugh. I did not want to get up.

At least I had risen for vigils earlier (at 2), so there was that sense of relief I feel when I know I have done what I am supposed to do. But still, I wanted to sleep.

I thought, "It's hard."

And then I heard my spiritual director's voice in my head saying, "It's supposed to be hard."

Indeed.

So begins the first day that I'll be posting on this blog. We'll see where it leads.