Sunday Funday...?! Yes Please!

Some good news, and a thank-you to YOU

This week was BUSY work-wise with literally every possible therapy spot I have as an option being taken (lol that’s what you get with a week off!). So my post on preverbal trauma will have to wait one more week, but I wanted to share some happy things because sometimes, it’s just nice to hear something good :)

Last Sunday, I intentionally declared a “Sunday Funday” and took any possibility of church off the radar. The weather is peak spring goodness, I have been really enjoying being a mom to my two kids with their creative, hilarious, sparkling, budding personalities, and I wanted to do something that just felt good. So, channeling some of the comments of you lovely people: I reminded myself that most people don’t feel obliged to go to their spouse’s workplace. Sunday mornings filled with walks, brunch, chilling, or what-have-you can be super glorious. And I took my darlings (and my mom) to a new park where we explored, had fun, enjoyed the warm weather, and even got my older one a new big-kid bike! (“She’s so excited” is definitely an understatement).

GUYS. Did you know that Sundays could actually be FUN?? I can now attest it is true. I’m not exaggerating either when I say that you all — this little community of strangers across the internet — helped give me the umph to take the plunge into a totally churchless *and* guilt-free Sunday.

Second, the more distance I get from my birthday marathon, the better I’m feeling about it. Post-race dysphoria is a real thing, y’all. I’m proud of myself for what I accomplished, and now that I’m less exhausted and a little more recovered, I’m excited for however I want to play with running before I sign up for a new race (whatever the distance may be). Also, to go with my recent theme: I’m learning to trust myself and my knowledge about my body more, and do what works for ME specifically — which is so much fun! Perhaps it’s just that this is the optimal time of year, IMHO, but things feel full of possibility and hope.

Third, maybe it’s that I get an extra pep in my therapist step after doing a training (especially an EMDR one), but I’ve been loving the work I do with clients. I love getting into the meaty stuff with people. I love nudging people into doing some more EMDR and watching the healing that occurs when they let themselves feel the things. I love showing up in our therapeutic relationship as an actual person and building these weird (because it’s pretty one-sided and obviously contrived in a professional sense) but super meaningful connections with people. I don’t know if you need to hear this, but there’s a very strong chance that if you have a therapist, they actually really do like you. Because that’s how I feel about my people!

So, I know the world is still on fire figuratively, and as summer approaches also literally, and there’s so much out of our control that we just have to witness happen. But it’s also worth taking little pauses to see what’s going right. I really hope something right is going on in your world, too. Feel free to show up however you need to in the comment section!