I got up this morning dreading the day. I didn’t sleep well last night, and my arthritis is acting up. It wasn’t easy to roll out of bed and being uncertain about what the day would hold didn’t help me at all. I was nervous, and staying in bed felt like the better option for me.
But. I got up (eventually) and faced what the day had in store for me. If there’s one thing that I’ve learned and learned well, it’s that you have to at the very least show up. Show up. Get yourself together. Do it.
I find that when I do just that…when I take the steps that I know I should even if I don’t particularly want to, eventually something good will come. Even if that good is only the fact that you were dependable and that people can count on you to do the things you said you would do. Building a reputation for being solid is an excellent thing if it’s the least of the gifts that the universe bestows on you.
It’s usually not the least of your blessings though, and that’s what I’m looking forward to.
Today was worth the effort; I’m sure tomorrow will be too. How are you showing up?