The morning sun was making its way into our kitchen with the smell of warm food filling our home. Sailor kicked her feet with excitement as I lifted her into her high chair and Nate and I took a seat at the table. The fluffy pancakes were removed from the griddle and on to plates where 2 kiwis and grilled zucchini awaited them. Nate handed a little pancake to Sailor, a morning prayer was offered and we all started to fill our tummies. After a few bites, Nate put his hand on my leg and delightedly stated, “I love mornings!” Can you see this peaceful, rejuvenating setting in your minds eye? Mornings truly are special and one of our favorite parts of the day. Contrast this to the beginning of the year… Nate’s work schedule had him being in Downtown Salt Lake by 7am each day, which meant he left our home in Provo by 6am, which he did not feel like eating that early. The project was long...