Missed Sunday 🙃

I just realised I missed Sunday.

Not because I forgot, not because I didn’t care, but because life has been so full, so consuming, that the days have blurred into one another.

Hospital hours, worry, advocating, thinking, not sleeping properly… it all just carried me straight through without stopping to mark it.

But so does this, recognising that sometimes what you’re living through is bigger than routine.

Since December, I haven’t missed a day.

That matters to me.

But so does this recognising that sometimes what you’re living through is bigger than routine.

And here I am, noticing it now, and continuing on.

Because that’s what this has always been about, showing up, as best I can, in the middle of real life.

So Sunday slipped by.