As I sit writing this on the evening of Easter Sunday, I am surrounded by a clean (although slightly cluttered room), I am lounging on freshly laundered sheets, I have a pomegranate and agave candle burning and my ‘all time favorites’ country music playlist on. If there is a moment to be compared to perfect bliss, this would be it. This is how I aim to end every Sunday. Calm, cool and collected and ready for the week.
I woke up without the sound of an alarm ringing, which these days is unheard of. A beautiful morning, which I spent in the sun with a girly read by the wonderful Page Toon, completely contented and blissfully unaware of the troubles in the world. I think we all need a few hours like this once in a while, and it is a feeling that I wont forget in a hurry.
Easter Sunday, or any holiday in fact is a hard time for me, as it is one spent with those you love. Particularly hard when there aren’t many people who fall under that category, and those who do have to work. So instead I worked on me, I felt the most relaxed that I’ve felt in years, and I didn’t and still don’t regret it. And I think that my message to myself, that’s okay. I am me, and no matter how much I wan’t to change the harsh reality that is my close circle, I can’t. I am lucky to have a few very close people in my life, and that’s all a girl can really ask for.
I am ready for the week, Happy Easter everyone, and more importantly, Happy Sunday!