It's Only One Hour

It really shouldn't make that big of a difference, right??? Then why am I soooo tired???!!! It's only one hour....but I guess if you think that way before you go to bed Saturday night, and then again first thing Sunday morning..but then, once again Sunday night....by Monday morning, you've lost more than the one hour!!! You've lost like THREE!!! And they are never to be found because sure enough, come Monday morning, it's life as usual....nothings different - no shorter days, no longer lunch and no earlier getting off. It's 8: - 5:00 p.m. same old same old.
Yesterday, our Bishop's wife made the comment that in today's world, we use the phrase of 'it's hard' a lot...harder than what? As compared to who?? (was that supposed to be 'whom'?) The pioneers? Our past heroes? Fallen or martyred prophets? And what's harder? Life in general? Having a home, car, clothing and the gospel?? And what's the definition of HARD???
Last night, Kylie and Mike came over after church to play games and just hang out. We played Tricks, Make a Million and Pig (with the dice). Laugh laugh laugh laugh laugh...fun fun to be had!! And then we all took Lacey for a nice evening walk down and back up the street. I couldn't even make up a definition of HARD at that moment. Life is what it is....hard or challenging in some moments and then relaxed and rewarding in others. But it is what it is. That's why we hear both the joy and the groaning in the same breath from our teenagers. We feel the joy and the anguish in the same moment of feeling and we continue to live each day as it comes and goes, with or without an extra hour of sleep. It's only one hour.