I needed rest.
I didn’t get out of my pjs all day.
I did accomplish a few things-laundry, organizing the girls’ room, dishes.
I played dolls with my ladies. We watched movies. Lucy and I cried during “Soul Surfer.” It’s the movie about the surfer who had her arm bit off by a shark, in case you are wondering. Lucy cried because she was so sad for the girl. I cried because Lucy has such a tender heart. It melts mine.
Did I mention that I stayed in my pjs all day?
It’s not that easy as an adult (at least, not for me). I have a running to-do list in my head of household chores (along with all those movie quotes). I think about work. I wonder if I really am living the life I want to be. I start to overanalyze everything. Everything.
And then there are days like Sunday. Days when my body and mind are done. Days when I have the grace to let go of the to-do lists, clients, life.
Days when I can just be.
And eat an ice cream cone in my pjs.