Forgive.

forgive yourself the mornings you eat much too much for breakfast and it ruins your day. forgive yourself the silent treatment you gave your husband just because he pointed out one of your faults. the last day off when you didn't get a single thing done because you couldn't stop reading - forgive yourself for that, even though it means there's twice as much to do today. the anger that stirs in your stomach for all the times no one responded, let yourself feel it, let it be there, let it devour you for a moment. then take a deep breath and forgive yourself for your unkind thoughts, then another breath and let everyone else be unresponsive. God's not. the times when you don't want anyone to see what you write, when you just want to curl up and hide in your corner of the bed and not be found for days and days and days, forgive yourself that isolation. for the piled up dishes and messy desk. for the unmade bed that is a bad, bad day and for the bad day that turns into a two-week funk, forgive yourself those things and let the funk be just that. for the days you take care of everyone but yourself and the people who let you, forgive yourself those days, those tendencies and those relationships. for too much sugar and not enough sunshine. for checking pinterest and facebook ten times in an hour. for scowls and angry words and off-days.

forgive yourself.