honor your seasons

Today, I am grateful for lazy Sundays. I am thankful for the freedom to do nothing, to let go of my fixation on my responsibilities, and to just be. 

I am learning how to take the path of least resistance. 

I accomplished recognizing my immediate response to my parents reaching out is often one rooted in our painful history...baked in feelings of anxiety, "waiting for the other shoe to drop," resentment especially in relation to my past caretaking, and anger at their selfishness or at the lies they told.

I delighted in watching a series of cheesy holiday movies while lying in my big cozy bed, the dog snoring beside me, a heavy fog encapsulating the trees outside my window, the soft sound of birds, frogs, and the creek in the background.