The Break Up

Hello, January. We need to talk. But before I begin, I need you to know that the first pieces of these thoughts formed years ago. I was just never brave enough to confront you. January, you are beautiful but dangerous. You are a reason to procrastinate. You are an enabler.

You never accepted my relationship with change, constantly sabotaging it with excuses. By keeping the chance of failure far from sight, you’ve slowed my personal growth. I resent you for that.

January, I can’t overthink your expectations anymore. I analyze myself  enough as it is. I don’t need your bandwagon of resolution seekers to help me figure out what I need to change. What if I don’t desire drastic? What if I choose to simply maintain?

January, my strength is greater than your need to control thanks to eleven other months. I just can’t wait for you anymore. A new start or small change is going to happen from now on when I want it to.  It’s not you, it’s me.

Good things come to those who wait. Great things come to those who don’t when it comes to self care.

YOU are a treasure!

Dear Sarah

A letter to myself as the Holiday season begins…

Dear Sarah,

When you spend so much time putting others first, it’s normal to feel exhausted and anxious this time of year. But, at the start of this journey, you made yourself a promise…a promise to create the happiness you deserve by making changes both big and small. Though it was not a perfect year, you made progress. May the following advice help bring internal peace and memories worth cherishing:

Don’t feel guilty that twinkling lights and sleigh bells aren’t enough. You are wired differently, but still a good person.

Leave the dust on the floor. You can create a beautiful environment in many other ways.

Serve the semi-burnt cookie. At least you tried.

Make a gift for someone and think about how much they mean to you the whole time.

Don’t make a wish list. It will distract you from what you already have, which is enough.

Put your change in the red bucket and be grateful you can afford to.

Be proud of what you celebrate and don’t be offended by differences.

Smile when it’s hard. There are many people spending this time alone.

Above all, never ever forget that YOU are a treasure.

With the most love I have ever had for you,

Sarah