Mimi L Hatton

Some people reach for their phone first thing.

I reach for my shoes. 🌅

There's a stretch of road by my campsite where the sun comes up over the treeline.

I've walked it enough mornings now that I know exactly where to stop and look up.

That's the whole practice.

No headphones. No podcast. No rushing.

Just me, the quiet, and a running list of everything I'm grateful for.

I grew up the oldest of ten on a farm.

Quiet was not something we had a lot of.

Maybe that's why I protect it so fiercely now.

That half hour before the world wakes up is where I sort out what actually matters —

and hand the rest of it over to God. 🙏

I don't come back with my problems solved.

I come back steadier.

Grateful for the day before it's had a chance to get complicated.

Stress is going to find all of us.

So tell me — what's your reset? 👇

A walk. The gym. Music. A good book. Twenty minutes alone in the car before you go inside.

I'm always looking to add to my list.

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