Today is one of those long days. The kind that stretches on and drains you quietly. The kind where you don’t feel like doing much of anything, but life keeps asking anyway.
I went out in the morning and didn’t get back home until late. By the time I arrived, all I wanted was rest. I even hoped, just for a moment, that I’d find something magical waiting for me. Something already made. Something easy. But there was nothing.
So I cooked.
And by cooking, I don’t just mean standing in the kitchen. I mean I showed up when I didn’t feel like it. I did the small, necessary thing. I kept going even though I was tired. That’s what cooking looks like on days like this.
We all have days when we want life to pause. Days when we want things to work without effort, without pushing, without trying so hard. But some days don’t give us that option. They ask us to cook anyway.
If you’re experiencing days like this, I just want to tell you this. It’s almost over.
Long days are usually not as long as we think they are. Yes, you’re tired. You’re frustrated. You want a break. You want things to work the way you want them to work. And they will.
Just like me, I cooked. Not because I felt like it, but because I needed to. So cook a little. Do what you have to do. Take it one step at a time and try, just a little, to stay present.
Now the moment has passed. The work is done. And I’m finally resting, the rest that felt so far away earlier. So you see? Even the longest days eventually soften.
And when the days you’re praying for finally come, you might find yourself missing some small things about these days you don’t like right now. The time, the quiet moments, the people, the parts you didn’t realise mattered.
So when the day feels heavy, just cook. Stir what you have. Work with what’s in front of you. Do one small thing at a time. It doesn’t have to be perfect. It just has to be enough.
Because the rest will come.
It always does.
Just know that I love you and I'm rooting for you.
With love,
Debbie
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