How many times have you awaken up from the depths of your
sleep simply because you have to? Every morning I would try as my might would
permit to get up at 4 or 5, but there would be times when crazy thoughts come
into my mind and I would ask myself should ever I?
Why?
Because there’s a reason. I have to… for so many reasons.
I do it for a purpose.. and that’s for my family and all
those who need me. Living with and taking care two elderly grandparents,
running a small business and working at a library, I have to be as early as a
bird to do all that is expected of me.
While a lot of people my age (I’m just 24) fill their hearts
out on late night partying, club-hopping, drinking or making the most that our
young age and still-vibrant health have to offer, I have to suffice myself on
the fact that I am thrusted upon this obligation ever since I was college.
For someone like me who hasn’t depended on anyone right at
an early age, hard work and determination is all I have to make it through. And
you know what, despite all the headaches and eye bags and stress, it feels
better when you’re the one supporting rather than be the one who depends on the
mercy and charity of others (although I cannot be thankful enough to the people
who helped me along life’s journey). It gives me that drive to stay up late at
night (albeit with a cup of warm coffee or choco by my side)to make it through
a deadline (just like now)and still wake up early in the morning to start
another, beautiful day.
Thomas Kempis wrote: “A life without a purpose is a languid,
drifting thing; every day, we ought to review on purpose, saying to ourselves,
‘This day, let me make it right!’”
So, why do I wake up? What gives me to reason to get up and
move on? It’s because I have a purpose. It’s because I still have a lot of
lives to touch and missions to accomplish. I wake up and always strive for the
best because I have a life of my own to live.
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