Friday, March 23, 2012
Some days: a recipe for gentler times
Some days, you need to take your time getting out of your pyjamas.
Some days, it’s possible to shrug your shoulders and smile at yourself for signing up for that thing you said would never possibly interest you.
Some days, a cuddle really will make things alright.
Some days, email really isn’t all that important at all.
Some days, that magpie feather sitting on your doormat really is a sign from the universe just for you.
Some days, a walk in the sunshine is the best thing ever, even if the pram you’re pushing feels like it weighs a tonne.
Some days, sitting for twenty minutes with a bag of dark chocolate-covered fruit and nuts and a new magazine is the best thing ever.
Some days, signing up at the local library feels like opening up a whole new world.
Some days, staring into the sky is even more mesmerising than people-watching.
Some days, it is better to hold back and give a little person some space, even if you’re afraid they’ll fall.
Some days, leftovers make a perfectly fine dinner.
Some days, fresh towels feel like extreme decadence and clean floors deserve some kind of international superhero award.
Some days, stopping to watch a little person do a crazy made-up tap-dance just to “feel you better” will actually make you feel better.
Some days, matching pink fluffy bath robes are the only thing that will keep you warm.
Some days, your body is perfectly capable of healing itself, provided you let it.
Some days, going to bed at 8pm is the only answer.