My 18th Letter To You
I thought of you last night and wondered how your resolution is faring. I know you set some big goals for yourself but I worry you put too much pressure on them to have happened by a certain point and time. I have done this before and then been so disappointed and given up when I thought I missed a deadline set only by myself.
Why do we do this to ourselves, I wonder?
It always seems to be around a number. An age. A top job by the time I’m 40. Children by 35. Marriage by 30. A house by 25. It seems we attach an age to a goal not remembering there are many who have just gone on and done their thing at any age. We seem to be so impatient.
I know you are setting some huge goal for yourself but please be patient with your progress. Sometimes success is defined in small ways. By doing things that were once impossible.
Losing weight for health
Taking time away from people who aren’t good for you
Not hurting yourself.
Or it can be even smaller again.
Having a shower
Making your bed
Eating some breakfast
Opening the mail.
Sometimes it is enough to just be here today. Drinking your tea or coffee. Looking at the trees waving in the wind. Taking a deep breath and knowing that whatever you are feeling, you have felt before and it passed like a cloud. That you are enough right now. You really are, I promise.
I am here if you wish to write back.
Be patient. Everything will work out the way it’s meant to.