It happened for the first time on Saturday: I only took time for myself.
I walked down MacArthur to Lakeshore and found myself in line at Starbucks. My stomach wanted nothing more than a white chocolate Americano, my winter drink of choice. I had an entire table to myself and sipped my drink until it grew cold. I read and I wrote and I nibbled at a sugar-crusted berry scone, the other item my stomach almost salivated for while standing in line.
But the scene turned a corner when I left, because that’s when I had a choice to make. Would I stop by the store and buy some milk for my youngest son, along with the other grocery items on the list? Would I pop into the local children’s store and check out the clearance rack to see if anything stuck out to me for either of my boys? Would I walk through the men’s section of the Gap in an effort to find a new shirt for my husband?
One by one the answer came: No. No. No.
I suppose it sounds like a rather ordinary scene but it was nothing less than life changing for me.
For three and a half hours, I chose myself.
For three and a half hours, I ignored the pending needs of my family and I listened to the inner voice that asked me what I needed at that moment.
For three and a half hours, I shoved the shoulds to the side, and I ignored the have-tos and the ought-tos and the you-really-need-to-do-this voices in my head. I only listened for what I needed to hear and do and be in that moment.
And for the first time in a long time, I felt fully, wholly, extraordinarily alive.
…don’t worry, the self-care continues! Hop on over to Kelsey Munger’s blog where I continue to expound on indulging in a little bit of me time.
So, what does self-care look like for you? How do you choose yourself in the midst of job and family and LIFE responsibilities? Teach me, teach me!