Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Without apology.

February 6, 2019

 

We do the best we can in the moment we have with what we're given. Write that on your chalkboard (sheesh--white board?) over and over until you believe it. We can blame ourselves, apologize for ourselves until we leave this earth, but to what end? What's the point? After all, if we can only do the best we can in the moment we have with what we're given, well. What alternative is there? And if there is no alternative, what in blazes are we apologizing for? 

 

What a waste of energy. But worse--what a waste of a life. What an insult to the sweet soul who's only doing the best she can with what she has at any given moment. This is resilience, though we may not label it as such, though we may not feel resilient or robust or strong or any of those things to which we aspire. 

 

Well--hear me now (and I'm talking to myself here as much as anyone)--you are already strong. You are already resilient. You are already brave. You are here--without apology.

 

 

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