Weekend Pause
July 19, 2020

Weekend Reading | The Full Helping

I’ve been thinking lately about something that my friend Maria used to say to herself in the morning, “all I have to do today is take care of myself, and everything else will follow from that.” Except I’ve been turning it into a question—”what do I have to do today to take care of myself?”—knowing that everything else will fall into place if I stay true to the answer.

This morning, when I asked myself the question, the answer was, “take it easy.” So that’s what I’m doing. No weekend reading today, just a quick hello. I’m taking care, and I hope you’re taking care, too. Back later this week—with cherry cobbler!

xo

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