No rushing. Just grateful that I woke up with a body that's able to move. It's 8am sun bathing, and a cup of coffee that I will enjoy before it gets cold. Bible beside me, not because I have it all together, but because this is where I will put myself back together.
Grip socks, legs up, and heart open. No workout crush today, just breathing, stretching, reading, being.
I've learned that rest is also productive. Healing is a process. This is my gone girl journey era: less hustle, less proving, more presence, tote packed, peace intact. If you're reading in between drama and chaos, this is your sign to romanticize your quiet. Be still, the world can wait another 10 minutes.
