My youngest daughter wakes up happy almost every day. Her day begins with me waking her up at 8am. As I enter her dark room she rarely stirs. Each morning I am accompanied by a very happy eight month old pup. I kiss my little one good morning and then lift the pup up onto the bed. As I leave the room my youngest giggles with delight as the pup buries herself under the duvet.
And so the contrast begins.
I can tell you now, that if you woke me from a deep sleep, by placing the pup up on my bed, so she could subsequently lick my face and jump all over me, I would at no stage feel like giggling. In fact I may even cause you actual bodily harm as the pup is thrown at you (not a conscious action!).
It is this little ladys birthday soon. She is going to be twelve. Not quite a child, but certainly not an adult. She is so excited. Those who follow this blog will be pleased to note I have relented, and she will be having a sleepover, but not on her weekday birthday! As a result she is now looking forward to not only her birthday, but to the sleepover.
Tonight as I tucked her in and said “Goodnight” she asked me to wait for a moment. Up she jumped pen in hand. Hanging above her bed are two count down lists. In 13 days it is her birthday, and in 15 days it is the big sleepover. She was so happy ticking off each day. As I left her room it struck me, she lives in a permanent state of excitement. Life for her is full of future delights and every day one to look forward to.
It made me wonder how I look at tomorrow and the future. As we get older and so does life, do we stop appreciating the highs? Do we over emphasize the lows? As I look out on a sunny morning here in Ireland, I am deafened by the voices around me saying “There’s desperate weather on the way, high winds and lashing rain”. Is this what I am like? Can I not see the sunshine because I am waiting for the rain?
It’s time to go kiss my little one goodnight. As I tuck her up tonight I will breathe her in, and I will do my best to take away as much of her sunshine as I can. And tomorrow when I get up and possibly see the rain, I will look past it and smile, in anticipation of the sun that will follow.