Sunday Morning

It’s Sunday morning.
I’m sleepy because I didn’t take the opportunity to go to bed early last night despite feeling exhausted. Instead, I sat on the couch with my husband, watching movies and folding clean laundry ’til almost 2am. Sometimes it’s important. And other times I should know better.

Still, today is today. Sunday will still be Sunday, whether I’m tired or not.

Some of the best advice I’ve ever received came from my husband. On a day not so different to this one, earlier this year, I was feeling overwhelmed at the sheer exhaustion with which I was about to face my day. I kept saying “What am I going to do? I’m so tired. I’m so tired today”.

“It’s ok to feel tired”, he said.

As soon as he said those words I felt my body relax. Of course he didn’t mean it’s ok to be tired forever. Or that feeling tired is a good thing. What he meant was that I didn’t need to feel stressed about being tired and that my day needn’t be burdened by my tiredness.

Now, when ever I am feeling over tired and the stress of that thought is beginning to consume my peace, I remember those words.

It’s ok to feel tired.

Immediately my day takes a turn for the better. I can get on with it. It’s ok.

That’s how I’ll get through my Sunday. And, lucky for me, my husband is home today. So I’ll be at even greater ease.

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