I was struggling with today’s Tender Year prompt. I felt like, despite my #oneweekofeasyanswers intention, I *should* write some kind of really fantastic love letter for today. I mean, I’m in a new country! I’m around the world! I came here because I chose to act on a dream and take steps towards my goals! That’s deserving of a ‘real’ love letter. And this is the only Tuesday I’ll be here! My only chance!
But actually I just want to be asleep.
And maybe the actions leading up to today are love letter enough. Maybe? Maybe.
When we have dragged ourselves up from rock bottom, sometimes we struggle to let ourselves off the hooks that hoisted us.
Commitment. Follow-through. Dedication. Determination. – the hooks that pulled me up. The hooks that sometimes now restrict me.
Anyway, I wanted to be asleep an hour ago but I couldn’t give myself permission until I got this done and I couldn’t get this done because my brain is fried.
Chickadee, maybe stop spinning sooner tomorrow, hey?
#tenderyear #100loveletters #dailypractices
Image description: purple ink. Text reads – Dear Tiffany,
Very often, love is action. Sometimes love is permission to not act.
‘Rest’ is also a verb.
Go to sleep.
Love,
Me