I am not really a morning person.  Generally speaking, I find it easy to wake up early, but that doesn’t mean I’m happy about it.  I think most of the time, I get up out of obligation.  I have work to attend to, I have to finish some school work, it’s my turn to make a meal…

Don’t get me wrong, I love being of service.  It’s just difficult to get up sometimes, especially when you know the extent of the obligations you have to carry out during the day.  I try my best to have a good ten minutes just meditating, but most of the time, the to-do list just run on and on in my head.

So one morning, on our way to work, this song comes on.  It was absolutely motivating.  I looked for a lyric video, so you can see what I mean.

I remember when Tatay died.  I couldn’t sleep.  I kept thinking in my head how are we going to move on from this.  What do we do next?  What will I be at work?  How will my wedding be?  Who will my mother grow old with now?  Where do we go next?  It’s just a barrage of questions over and over.

I don’t know how I got to bed.  Or how long it was before I actually slept, really slept.  More so, how I got up.  But I did.  I got up, I did my sun salutations, I made breakfast, took a shower, went to work.  And then I hit repeat.

This song brought back all those memories of those days.  And while the blessings continue to shower my path, I am not denying that when days are hard, they’re hard.  Truly sincerely disarmingly hard.

But there’s a lot of fight left in me.

Renaissance by Nicolas Senegas