Today was a good day. As I head off to bed, I feel content and happy to be where I am at in life currently. I haven't been feeling too steady these past weeks and have felt like a fish swimming around in circles, forgetting what I was supposed to be doing. I'm grabbing onto this feeling of joy and holding onto it for a minute.
Life seems so quick and fast, but there is always room to take a few minutes to deliberate and make a delicious meal. Always extra time for someone who needs to really talk about their day. Always an extra 30 minutes to take a mind break and watch a sitcom. There needs to be wiggle room in the day to be a human being. I'm not going to wake up tomorrow and be the most productive, perfect person in the world, because I wasn't today or yesterday. That is really a hard thing for me to say. The person I imagine being tomorrow and the person I am in reality is disappointing. You can chalk it up to being a Type A, optimistic, perfectionist attitude, but really what it mean is that I need to love me, not the possible me of tomorrow. Today I was good enough for me, and tomorrow I will try my best. I was good enough yesterday and will be good enough tomorrow. I'm beautiful in today's skin.
What brings you joy on this day (or any day)?