Sunday night already? Really?
I often end a weekend feeling I did much and nothing. I
guess in truth I feel this way ending a work week also. Life seems often to be
spent doing many things, none of them as well as I’d like.
I’m getting better and better at not judging myself for what
is not done, and championing myself in what I have accomplished instead. It
used to be an unfriendly place in my head. It’s gentler these days. Mainly
loving with a dash of sass.
There is beauty in learning to surrender, I think. Being at
home in your own skin, as Eddie says.
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