Wake up. Go to work. Work-eat-work. Go home. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. Repeat again. And again. Again you ask? Why yes! And yup one more time.
When my weeks start to feel this mundane, I know that something needs to change. Somewhere in high school or college I learned that in order for me to be truly happy, I need to find a reason to get up in the morning. It can't be a vague required reason like "work," "class," or "needing to earn a paycheck." It's got to be something specific about tomorrow that you already know that you are going to enjoy. Something that you are going to look forward to. A reason for your day. A reason to get up in the morning. I decided to start this blog to try to record my reason for getting up in the morning for a year. To be present with the good things in life. Hopefully this will develop into a habit and maybe inspire people along the way.
I guess I'd better get started with day one. So here it goes. I work with Alzheimer's patients. So yes, this one is a bit work related, but it is more than that. Tomorrow morning I am scheduled to visit with a woman at 8AM. Even though she has Alzheimer's, she has a wonderfully vibrant personality that would make anyone smile. It doesn't matter that she forgets my name. It doesn't matter that each time I meet her, I need to introduce myself. After a few minutes she is comfortable and starts telling me wonderful stories of years past. Dancing. Meeting her husband. The struggles they went through to make it - all the while using their love to carry them through. Her excitement is enough to fill me with good positive energy for the day and I thank her for that. I thank her for giving a purpose to my tomorrow.
