The Third Discovery: Early, Yet Tired Birds

The sun has just made it journey beyond the horizon. The birds have just filled their tiny lungs for the first note of the day’s song. The dew has just vanished from its green bed. And I have just woken up, fight the strings of sleep to squeeze more purpose into my day. Everything about this sounds wrong. I mean, it’s summer. Kids are supposed to sleep in till the sun hang high in the sky. I shouldn’t care less about the date or day of the week for that matter. The only variable of my life that distorts this statistic, is that I’m homeschooled. Every day is summer for my siblings and I. I’d rather put down the summer-schedule, than use it year round. Forgetting the date every day, becomes tiresome and hard to keep track of. Also this summer, I taking a class, so the date is just as important as remembering my name if I want to succeed. I could list many more reasons of why I have woken up so very early, but there is really one main reason. I just want to do more. Waking up at 11 am – 1 pm may feel physically rewarding, but in my spirit I feel like I wasted half the day. That’s no joy to wake up too. Waking up at 6 am may be a pain, but after you get past the drowsiness, it’s pretty awesome. I can get twice as much down if I wake up early, and I feel purpose-ridden when I take advantage of those hours. Enjoying life doesn’t just mean doing things that are crazy, it means taking in every second and cherishing it. So try it for yourself! Make some coffee or tea, and watch the sunset to begin your day. Do chores or activities in the wee hours to get even more done. It may not be for you, but it doesn’t hurt to try. For example, I hate struggling out of bed before the sun, but I love to watch the sun rise. You can’t eat your cake and your cookies. Some sacrifices can lead to other joys. The early bird gets the worm, even if he doesn’t want to wake up at first.