Do you ever wonder why no is one of the first words we learn to say as kids, and one of the last ones we use comfortably as adults? Today I'm reflecting on giving ourselves permission to say no when we need to.
Do you know what I noticed today? Two fat robins hanging out on the grass. It was then that I landed on the word for today, the thing I have gone through too many days not doing, the thing I finally, accidentally did today: notice.
Sometimes I want to play. Not anything in particular, it can be as simple as squishing some Play-Doh. So today I reflected on games and playing and some fun times I've had with the people in my life.
In honor of today, Valentine is the perfect word, a little three-syllable gift that means I don’t have to think of a word at all. It doesn’t even have any calories.
Today gets the Most Improved Camper award. It wasn't particularly good, but it was so thankfully nothing bad that in the end it was better. And that's something I will take every time.
I want to curl up in bed and stay there and stay there and stay there, but wait! I have a word project. And the word is done. Today was torture, and now I'm done.
I felt worn out today. That's the phrase. Worn out, like parts of you have been rubbed off to reveal the stuffing beneath. And then I had a conversation with my mother about old clothes. That's when my word chose itself.