Friday, April 11, 2025, 44* Just after Noon
Today I broke the routine, not accidentally like a cup set precariously on the edge of my desk without looking; I broke the routine intentionally. I got out of bed before it was light, tended to the three. After some arguing with myself about the merits of doing things in order, I decided not to press the button on the coffee maker; I didn’t want it to drip drops of hazelnut into my cup, not yet. The routine had already cracked when I chose a robe instead of jeans, instead of boots and outdoor things.
When I woke again, I felt much the same; this time there was no arguing. I let the three out, in, filled their bowls, freshened their water while the coffee maker, three hours later dripped drops of hazelnut into my cup. In assigned places, they sat, they waited, listening eagerly for the “release” command as I gave each one their breakfast at nine, the usual time.
I did not take the cup to my desk; the dogs did not return to their beds. I opened the blinds. We watched in quiet as I drank.
I can do all this through him who gives me strength.
Philippians 4:13 NIV
Art: LJ Austin
