2018: The practice...
I still don't have my words. I'm not clear on plans. Still siftting and sorting and tying up loose ends from 2017.
I've had moments of judging myself for taking too long to return that text, make that call, respond to that email and that's if I don't forget all together 😕. Plate feels full. Rest goes back and fourth between selfish and selfcare.
Yep. This is life right now. And yet, I can say with all my heart, it's all good.
Because, practice. Andddd loving myself through the process. That's what I do KNOW about 2018.
Photo and (words) lovingly borrowed from the Danielle Doby