What wakes you up in the morning?
This morning, it was “Kelli! Kelli! Kelli!” at our front window, and Stephen saying, “They’ve been saying your name for awhile.”
Thinking it was another visit to the clinic and wishing, yet again, that I had studied medicine at some point in my life, I stuck my head around the corner. Yedi had her head through the window, meaning she was standing on the chair below. She was just looking around the room repeating my name in a flat tone. Then she saw me, and it became, “Come! Come! Come!”
I tied up my sarong, grabbed keys, and opened the door to find three little friends from the same family. The oldest sister could tell I just woke up, and gave her little loud sister a glare. And little Jor Lay is always along for the ride on someone’s hip.
They handed me a bag of meat, proudly. It was a generous thank you present for a hospital trip yesterday.
Well, good morning to you, too!