Waking up... staying in bed a few more moments (quietness, laziness....).
Going downstairs half sleeping to find a prepared breakfast on the table (thank you so much P, a quick kiss just to let you Know I appreciate you every morning).
Breakfast in silence, a ritual that strengthens our complicity.
Smell of coffee, I begin to awake...
Quick shower and pamper me and then go wake and dress my sweet boy... angel sleeping face, even more beautiful when his eyes open, "Mamã". Full heart, I smile.
I breathe, the day starts to show its temper, the clock starts pressuring and we must go out soon.
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