Resting and Writing

Comfort Food and Cozy Covers

It has been a long week.

I have had a deep longing to do nothing other than hunker down under my favorite purple throw and write, but there have been other pressing needs and responsibilities.

I have shed many tears, both happy and sad.

I have rejoiced and grieved.

I have plunged toilets and mopped floors and investigated strange smells.

I have mediated conflict and engaged in conflict and run from conflict and embraced conflict.

I have shut my office door and cried.

I have listed out the graces of each day.

Then cried some more.

I have marveled at kindness and wallowed in discouragement.

And at the end of this week, when all is said and done, and the babysitter procured for an evening out with my husband at the game, I find my longing for rest and writing met in the form of sickness.

When I am crying at Chick-fil-A, it’s not a good sign.

So I leave Daddy and the littles and drive home to hunker down under cozy purple throw to sleep and cry and sleep some more.

I wake to spring rolls and Tom Yum Goong soup from Taste of Thai ~ ultimate comfort food, and time to rest and write and heal my body, and maybe a little bit of my heart.

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  1. Pingback: Truth and Tea | Composting the Heart

Thanks for heart-composting with me! I appreciate your words.

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