Keep on keepin’ on

I am not a morning person. I detest having to get up out of the warmth and comfort of my bed (yes, even in summer). Yet, if I do for some reason get up earlier than usual, I enjoy it immensely. The quiet, the darkness before the sun rises, the stillness. That I hate morning so much makes it all the more interesting to me when I see early risers going about their business as though it’s not 6 a.m. To me, that is an hour one should still be dry mouthed and fetal positioned. But there they are — going to work, painting, doing construction, sitting in cafes (not to mention someone had to actually open the cafe and make the donuts!), riding trains.

I mention trains because I traveled to New York today for work. Why am I still amazed that no matter what is going on in the world, people everywhere will still be going about their business? Life goes on. Wow. Even if I had the absolute worst day in life (so far) someone somewhere is having a wonderful time, laughing it up. Someone elsewhere is getting a pedicure, another someone is jogging, and so forth. To see this sometimes literally strikes me as odd. Like, walking through NY today…I don’t know about you, but I’m in a recession. It may be my own personal recession, but it’s there nonetheless. But there are still people trying to sell you something, still people making it to work on time, still people taking their kids to the park, still people buying hot dogs from street vendors like they aren’t subsequently destined to be stricken with some mind and decision altering stomach malady.

Even in tornadoes, there are people brave enough to chase them. Even in times of war, there are still men and women willing to serve their country. People continue to be ordinary even in times that are the epitome of nonordinariness. Yet, then there are also people like the man beside me on the train that was biting and sucking the back of his hand by his thumb. Now, him, his normalcy left a long long time ago so he’s not included in this discussion on just being ordinary.

Ordinary people know there is still work to be done, still trash to be removed, still lingerie to sell, still kids to teach. So, no matter how downtrodden you might get, realize that there are strong people going through worse who are still pushing on. I probably need to get out of the bed early more often (well, there’s also the fact that it might aide in my getting to work on time too, but that’s a whole ‘nother post).

My point is this: no matter how bad you think you’ve got it, there is always someone worse off. I might bitch and complain about my house…but I have one. I might talk bad about my job…but I have one. I might groan about too little money…but I have the potential to make more and I’m not in default on any debt. I have a wonderful husband who is present and always pushing me to do more, do better, do me…and two beautiful girls who make my heart sing at just the sight of them at the end of the day. I have the absolute best friends in the world. Bar none. So…keep on I will. Keep on I must.

Refer to Gladys Knight and the Pips: Keep On Keepin’ On (at least I think that’s the name of it; either way, it’s been my life theme song for years).

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