The end of a full day
leaves her with a
slight headache,
achy body,
full heart,
a few regrets, and
a few wins —
and there’s still more to do.
It’s one of those nights,
when she doesn’t know
whether to keep
pushing through
or
call it enough.
A bath sounds great
and so does
finishing up
one
last
thing…
so that tomorrow
won’t be as full,
so that, maybe,
she won’t go to bed with a
the regret/headache combo.
In her fuzzy mind
an idea plows through
the fog.
Why not do both?
A bath and take the computer with her?
Cake and eat it, too!?
Is it necessary to choose, tonight?
Is tonight the night for
and
instead of
or?
The lavender scent,
the warm water,
and her work,
draw her to the tub.
And then a wave of thought
crashes against her mind…
are there other moments
in her life that are
and instead of or?
Has she put limits
where limits don’t exist?
Work or family.
What if it is
work and family?
Giving or receiving.
What if it is
giving and receiving?
Strong or teachable –
what if the right answer
is strong and teachable?
Grace or accountability.
What if the proper way of this
being lived out is
grace and accountability?
Maybe there’s been too many
either-this-or-that in her life.
Maybe it’s time for more and.
#PermissionGranted
