Breathe, my friend. I don’t know if you’re like me but I got to the end of the day with my jaw clenched. It’s like I kept pushing and pushing and pushing all day and then when I sat down my whole body was tight.
I felt like all the steps were hard and there was so much to do.
School and choices. Noise from others. Social media. Kids hungry. School choices again. Worrying if it is the right decision. Making a decision only to worry. Trying to get it all done.
And it was just tiring.
So I took a moment to just be.
To be okay with the tired and okay with the unknowns and okay with my unanswered questions. And then I decided to be proud – to see the good, to see what was done, to know that the little moments mattered.
So tonight I ask you to do the same. To let yourself breathe and to be okay with not having the answers and to see the good.
The good is often the small.
In laughter over a silly cartoon. In the sun rising and painting the sky pink. In coffee that is perfectly hot. In hands tucked in hands. In the wind blowing the trees. In a phone call or a text. In tucking covers up. In folding laundry. In the stirring of food.
Simple, small, life-changing.
The small moments will become the beautiful, big moments of life.
See the wonder in front of you even if it’s in the unknown or the imperfect.
Thanks for showing up today and all you’ve done.
You matter greatly.