How have you been?
Are you like me and counting down the rest of 2020 feeling as though when we hit the new year that somehow the horrors of this past year will transform us back into the pumpkins we once were?
It must be the fairy tale lover in me to entertain such ideas. I know better.
Winter has finally settled on top of my current location and I had forgotten how this time of year makes me feel. I think the snow is beautiful but it also comes with a heaviness I don’t know how to combat.
I realize that I forgot to write a self-love note in October and I think that speaks to how I felt last month. I couldn’t find anything to highlight/to love. I know it was there but it remained elusive.
I owe it to myself to do better this month. You do to literary lovelies. So let’s get out our magnifying glasses and even if it takes a bit of a search let’s find something about ourselves to write to no matter the where’s waldo of it all.
You remind me of a cup of tea. Sometimes too sweet and often needing just a hint of something more but you can’t quite put your finger on what exactly.
You can be strong and you can be weak. But with every cup you have the chance to try again. And every once in a while you are sheer perfection.
Like a cup of tea you can bring comfort especially when paired with a great book.
You might not always get it right, but you always have the opportunity to try again.
Phew! I can’t say that was an easy one to write. But I will do my best to reiterate the sentiment to myself for as long as I need to.
Wishing you all the comfort of your favourite warm beverage.
Postscript: What would you tell yourself in a self-love note?