Last week I was planning to write about the hikes I’ve done recently.
I didn’t though.
Today’s post was supposed to be about The Light Run.
It isn’t though. Not in the sense I meant it to be.
This time of year is filled with family and winter concerts and get togethers and shopping and wrapping (for both Hanukkah and Christmas) and plans plans plans. And plans that are forgotten until it’s 5:13 on Monday morning and you realize “Oh shit, I was supposed to do xyz for today. And I didn’t.”
I forgive myself.
I forgive myself for the thing that fall by the wayside this December.
I remind myself that there are people who have far greater things to be worried about.
I impress upon myself that not everything has to be perfect and not everything will be perfect. It’s the imperfect that makes me who I am and my family who we are. And that’s okay. Actually, it’s more than okay.
And I hope that as you’re going through your days and maybe struggling a little bit with getting everything done, you are forgiving yourselves too.