I woke in bits, like all children, piecemeal over the years. I discovered myself and the world, and forgot them, and discovered them again.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I woke up and realized life is great and people are awesome and life is worth living.
I woke up many mornings not knowing what I'd done the night before. I'm amazed I'm not dead.
I discovered that my imagination came alive when I moved away from the immediate world around me.
I couldn't sleep for nights on end, as my brain felt like there were thoughts colliding within it; I obsessed over small details, from saving pennies and polishing each one of them to washing my clothing over and over in the washing machine.
I didn't wake up one morning and not be in the Replacements. We're all that forever, and I've just grown older. I mean, I haven't lost anything. I've gained a few things.
Like most people, I had several awakenings.
When trying to remember my share in the glow of the eternal present, in the smile of God, I return to my childhood, too, for that is where the most significant discoveries turn up.
My most amazing discovery was becoming a mother. It changed everything. I can't imagine my life without these little beings.
My very first recollection of life on earth was waking up in bed with my mother, and she was showing me a picture of my father, Charles Jackson, with a group of soldiers.
Every day, I wake up, and the first thing I think of is my kids.