The Delirium that comes with getting too little sleep can actually be a gift in disguise. A heavily wrapped disguise. This morning my son woke up at 4:45 am ready to take on the world! However, this daddy wanted his 2 extra hours of sleep. I was being begged by my sweet little boy to come play with his stuffed animals, or wrestle, or read him a book. I did not, which I now regret. In the delirious haze I was in, it would have been fun to see what insane adventures my mind could have come up with. It's not like I was going back to sleep - my boy was up and could not contain his enthusiasm for the new day! What a wonderful way to wake up, and as I'm now dragging and it's not yet lunchtime, I'm wishing I had tapped into some of his enthusiasm for the world and everything it holds, rather than grumble and go back to sleep.
Some of the most amazing things come at us when we least expect it. We have to be careful about missing those beautiful moments, because they are not a constant, but a rare and fleeting chance to see the world with all the wonder and majesty that it could possibly possess. And this, for me, was the chance to see it through the eyes of my son. Which I missed. Perhaps tomorrow he'll wake me up just as early and I'll recognize it for what it is. Let's hope.
