There's something about saying "good morning." It is by far my favorite greeting.
Perhaps this is a bit odd, considering the fact that I am by no means a morning person...
But especially when it is not exchanged with a stranger on the street and is rather exchanged with a family member or loved one...
"Good morning, sunshine." Said sincerely. And my day is brighter.
I guess there's something intimate about sharing the very first part of the day.
Exchanging sweet greetings while all of the edges are still soft and gentle in sleepy eyes and voices.
It makes me wish I had time to make breakfast for all of us - a huge, ridiculously indulgent feast eaten by an open window while we read and sip coffee.
That's what "good morning" feels like. Like having time for what I love best. Like sweet, soft moments.
Yes, by far my favorite greeting.
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