I’ve been trying to wake up earlier than usual. If not for me, then for my partner, who has to go to work early in the morning. I want to be able to serve him for a change.
There were many times in the past when I would decide solely for me. The drill was to wake up as late as I needed to. To make excuses, such as “I’m not a ‘morning person.’” To not think about how I spend my mornings just because.
And although there’s no judgement there, I couldn’t help but imagine what the rest of my life would look like. If I continue to do what I’ve been doing for several years now, how would that make me a better person?
So I decided to change a few things and try and learn to appreciate getting up earlier in the mornings.
And this time it’s not just so I can feel good about myself.
I wake up early so I can make coffee for someone I love. So I can help iron out clothes while he hurries off to take a shower. So I can try to help prepare breakfast even though I don’t really cook. (I mean, hello, microwave oven!)
It’s the everyday things that make me want to move on from whatever emotions I’m feeling.
Sometimes taking care of myself is not all about working so my needs are provided. Or proving I have to be independent at ALL times.
I’m blessed to have people who love me, who have every right to complain about my actions but show patience nonetheless. I’m not always up to speed with life and work and I often find myself not accomplishing anything at the end of the day except, perhaps, to make the bed and do a couple of chores here and there. Which, on some days, are sadly all I can muster up my energy to do.
So I try to consider doing a few things differently. Thinking about them from a different light. Hoping to find some sort of perspective that can help pull me out of feeling down.
And I realized caring for others is also a good way to take care of yourself.
When you begin to extend your hand, you’ll see how much easier it is to try to pull yourself up.