In the middle of the week in the middle of the afternoon I curl up under a blanket, turn on the TV, and watch a Hallmark movie.
Once I longed to have time and opportunity to do such a thing. Then, when my time was my own, I made myself too busy to consider it.
Now, my body feels worn out and my mind is just as weary. Sofa time in the middle of the afternoon is less luxury and more necessity.
Surely there are gifts hidden in fatigue. One just has to look a little harder to see them.
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An email exchange.
Maya curled up asleep on my lap.
Loose leaf tea.
Bran muffins and oatmeal cookies cooling on the counter.