Some years were not meant to win. Some years were meant to survive.
Whether it’s because you are in the weeds with children or nursing a broken heart or mending a struggling relationship or knee deep in illness, some years you have to struggle just to stay above water.
You survive by giving yourself grace to say no to things you can’t do. To let others pick up the slack.
You survive by leaning on your friends. By accepting their offers to bring dinner and their understanding when you can’t show up.
You survive with paper plates, strong coffee, and a really good dry shampoo.
You survive by staying close to the things that make you feel alive – by leaving the Christmas decorations up, by eating all the chocolate, by taking bubble baths or naps or walks.
You survive by praying or meditating or whatever it is that reminds you your existence in this world is not an accident.
You survive by asking your family for help. For understanding. For hugs.
You survive by banishing the voices that tell you you’re failing, the people who chip away at your soul, and the things which pull you down.
You survive by allowing yourself to experience joy amidst the pain.
You survive by remembering that you are doing the best you can, with what you can. That there will be other years to lose the weight or get the promotion or be the life of the party or win the race.
Some years ask questions. Some answer.
Some you just survive.
#LoveHard
#SurviveHarder
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