Yesterday, it was one year since my husband told me he was leaving. It’s been a very quick year.
It was a pretty ordinary day – I took the car for its service, bought some milk on the way back home, spent the morning hoovering, did some work for the business. I even spoke with my ex on the phone because we had a few things business-related to discuss. We acknowledged the fact that we were one year on. I made myself some soup for lunch (Rubber Chicken day four).
When it was time to go and pick the car up, I decided to walk down to the garage via the supermarket and pick up the wine I’d promised myself.
I got to Aldi, and there at the front of the store was the flower stand. And I stopped. And I thought about it. And I bought myself a lovely bunch of flowers.
And in the moment of deciding to do that, I decided that I would do it every year. Going forward, this will be Me Day. A day when I buy myself flowers and spend the day doing what I want to do. (Shame I didn’t have that thought earlier in the day! But hey, the hoovering needed doing, and now it’s done, and that’s a good thing.)
So last night I lay on the sofa, drank my wine, finished off the last of the Christmas chocolate, and had an early night. Bliss.
I must have been tired, because what was meant to be an hour or so lying in bed watching something that I wanted to watch ended up being about five minutes watching something that I can’t even remember, and not waking up until 5 this morning.
This year was more of a ‘Me Evening’ – but next year, it will be a whole Me Day. A full day doing exactly what I want to do, no apologies. My gift to myself. My celebration of surviving, growing, getting stronger, and being Me.
I think everyone deserves a Me Day. A date of your own choosing, to commemorate or celebrate whatever is important to you, when you do whatever you feel is the right thing for you to do (for me it will mostly involve wine and bubble bath…), a date to acknowledge yourself, your own needs and what you’ve achieved.
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