It’s a Beautiful Day to Wake Up
Waking up. Do you take this part of life for granted?
Come on, be honest now. I know a bunch of friends that do and we have been talking about it lately.
Why do you think you do that?
Is it a right? Is it just the way life is supposed to be? Is it a big part of the natural progression of life?
In the past, I took waking up every morning just as another part of living my life.
Even with the passing of family and friends over the years, waking up was just another fact of life that happens. Like war and peace. Like ice cream and cake. Like PB&J.
Waking up was just that, waking up.
No rhyme or reason. Alarm went off and it’s time to wake up. Start another day of work or maybe play.
Didn’t matter, just had to wake up when it was time.
Then one day it hit me – what if I didn’t wake up? What if the sun didn’t shine on my eyes? What if I didn’t hear the rain in the morning again, ever?
What if I never saw my family or friends again?
That’s when waking up became a real fact of life. It isn’t a given. It isn’t a right and it isn’t something that happens forever. It does stop at some point.
The question is when is that point?
No one knows for sure, but we know it will happen and that’s when I thought I need to really get my life in check with this waking up thing.
I enjoy that feel of the sun on me in the morning, no matter how early it is.
I love the sound of the rain even if my bones ache. I love the sound of family and friends around the house, even early.
I especially love the smell of coffee when waking up.
I enjoy the sounds my grandkids make when I’m lying in bed and they want me up at five in the morning. I never want that to stop.
I’ll never take waking up for granted again.
How about you?
Originally published on Medium, June 2015