We’ve had our struggles lately, most specifically with illness. Ava’s had a double ear infection, and I’ve been fighting a hacking cough for days and days. The toll it’s taken on us has been astronomical. I’ve been falling asleep at 8pm some nights, but the silver lining is that it’s much easier to get up early in the morning.
Anyone who knows me will know that I have never been a morning person. To get me up for early morning Seminary, I literally had the alarm start to wake me up at 3:30am so I would hit snooze and be ready by 5:45am. College and the years I spent working in NYC couldn’t change my night owl ways. My best thoughts come at midnight, and that’s when I am most creative and innovative, whether it be at crafts or working on my lesson for the next day.
But I sense that something is changing. I’m beginning to like to get up early in the morning. I’m letting go of the stupidity on TV, and allowing myself fall asleep when I’m really tired. Who knew such blessings would come from a simple little illness? I certainly didn’t, but I hope it can be a life-long change.