Real Life, As It Is — Entry 2
Just like most morning’s this morning didn’t start with motivation or energy or any kind of reset button moment. Even though I hate to admit it this morning started the same way yesterday ended—tired.
I woke up already feeling like I had lived a full day before I even got out of bed. For once the house was quiet, the dogs still asleep, and for a second, I just sat there, not moving, not thinking, just… existing. I went through the conversation with C and B I had last night.
Yesterday took more out of me than I realized. No water, no steps, no breaks. Just sitting in that chair, working and pushing through, telling myself I’d rest later. I went and turned on the Coffee David had ready for me.
Later came… and I was too tired to even enjoy it.
Dinner was supposed to have been fend for yourself. My sister had a birthday, and instead of celebrating, I barely had the energy to think about it. Not because I didn’t care—but because I had nothing left to give.
And now it’s morning.
No big turnaround. No overnight reset. Just me, still a little worn down, still moving slower than I’d like, still trying to catch up with myself. Again, today you will find me sitting in the desk chair trying to remain focused as I work.
But I’m here.
And maybe that’s enough today. Not perfect. Not productive. Just… present.
Maybe today isn’t about doing everything. Maybe it’s about doing one thing, taking one sip of coffee, because you know I didn’t stop to get water even though I should have, standing up at least once, remembering that I’m allowed to take up space even on the days I don’t feel like myself.
I don’t need the Force today.
I just need a little bit of grace.
And maybe… a glass of Milo’s Sweet Tea.
And maybe… another cup of coffee.
Mother’s Day is around the corner… and I’m reminded it doesn’t have to be perfect to matter.
However today shows up for you, give yourself a little grace in it.
Thank you,
Glenda, Charlie and David Cates
