A Walk In a Park

This week at work was exhausting. It was one of the busiest weeks I've had in a while. So I was excited when I found out I would be getting a three day weekend. I quickly thought of plans to chill with my husband, but to my surprise he wasn't really interested in doing the things I wanted to do. My us time quickly became my alone time. I ended up going to Ikea to get a few things for my home. I chatted it up on Marco Polo with a girlfriend I haven't physically seen in a while and spent time walking around a park talking to God, enjoying the warm breeze. My weekend was amazing! What felt like a disappointment at first, turned out to be exactly what I needed. I realized that I'm pretty damn awesome by myself. And although I enjoy the time I spend with others it is not always necessary. I learned that I really like my own company and I'm grateful for the opportunity just to do me.

Poem...

A walk in the park could be gold if treasured. Make contact with some bronze skin and gain some clarity. You never know what's on the other side of a breeze kissed tree or a bird song. Or how different two convos' meet when busyness is paused. Find the courage to get to know her, after you already knew her. On a soft blanket, in a grassy field, on a summer day.