Dear June,

I'm tired. Yes– I know summer just started, but I am hot and tired already.

So, guess what? I am going to rest.
Enjoy myself.
Frolic.
Play.
Kick my shoes off.
Dip my feet in.
Dance, whether my rhythm is "gone girl, shake that thang," fly girl or girl bye.

I am going to sip tea and get tipsy.

I am having the BBQ and the dessert.

I am going to meditate, not mediate.

I will be taking the PTO, the mental health, and the sick days when needed and necessary.

June, you'll get what you get because THIS is my summer body. I will not hide, cover-up, or tuck away.

I am setting goals but will not set myself up for failure, disappointment, or exhaustion. No, not because I refuse to hold myself accountable, am lazy, and will give up or give in.

Moreover, life is hard, and I shan't make it more challenging. I will not punish myself for utilizing habits that my body knows have smoothed its discomfort in the past. I am fully human. I do not expect anyone else to be perfect; why should I be the exception?

June, I am sprinkling grace like confetti for myself and those around me, knowing full well that folks are often struggling themselves. I will not take things personally, internalize, or catastrophize.

Oh, but June, please do not confuse my grace for gullibility. The boundaries will be bountiful.

And June, I hope you know I am just getting started. So please do me a favor and put July on notice.

Sincerely,

Enjoying My Summer

Goodies

Body+: Are You Moving Slow This Morning?

Pregnant Pause: Coping Skills Alphabet

Cravings: Cottage Cheese is Getting Its Shine

Flo(w): Coming in June!