This morning, my youngest crawls into bed to declare that it is time for this day to start.
“It’s time! It’s time for this day to start!”
I think it’s such a lovely expression.I haven’t thought of starting in terms of a day. It’s true though; we start our day.
I think about this new day suddenly coming into being. It’s fresh and new. Yesterday has ended.
I get out of bed and let the day begin. According to my daughter, we start it somehow. We put the whole thing in motion. We crank it up and let it loose.
It’s time for this day to start.