The Question

The question of "what gets you out of bed every day?" made me feel many things at once. I'm aware of days, when I get out of my bed with a smile, believing that it holds something for me that I'll cherish for a long time. I'm aware of those days too when I lose my hopes - hopes of finding comfort, of finding happiness. But now, when I see this question, an answer comes from within, which maybe my soul was aware of, but not my heart. A whisper said, 'I get out of bed with a hope to maybe find a home, or maybe to build one for myself'. That's when a smile finds its way back On my face.