Tuesdays I write with one of my favorite communities from Two Writing Teachers.

Every morning my husband and I wake together. It could be 4:30am or 6:00am. Whoever is more awake says, “Are you up? Let’s go down.” Then, we pull on our pajama bottoms left the night before on the brown leather chair in our bedroom. Next, I go into the bathroom upstairs, while he creaks down the stairs to the kitchen bathroom. After, we make our coffee, grab our laptops and head to the screened in porch. He is not a writer, but he surfs the net and looks for jobs. I write out three pages of morning foggy thinking a la Julia Cameron. Every so often one of us will say to the other, “Can I ask you a quick question?” It is here that we talk about our plans for the day and tell each other how happy we are to have this time together. It is here I know I married the right man for me.