Reclaiming The Morning

A Ghana favorite for me is the morning time. Kids skip to school in pairs, adults sweep and wash, the sun hasn't heated the earth. The morning here is not merely a time to rush through before the day ''officially begins;'' in Ghana, the day ''officially begins'' when I lift my head from the pillow. The difference in pace of life here allows one to savor more morning things: I leisurely sip hot tea on the porch and alternate between chatting with the other volunteers and observing the morning life in Ghana. Sometimes I write in my journal my goals for my day or I may take time to cook a proper breakfast of a fried egg with avocado and sweet bread. Maybe this is something I can keep up when I'm back in the states, but somehow I doubt it.