Some days your body speaks louder than your mind. Yesterday happened to be one of those days…
As the hours passed, a horrible cold settled in. By the end of my workday, my body felt done. All I wanted was to crawl into bed and shut the world out.
Before leaving work, I decided to bring my laptop with me so I could work from home today. I’m glad I did—because not only do I still feel like a Mack Truck ran me over, but Snowmageddon hit us overnight, paralyzing the city.
I still got my work done, though. That matters. But so does how I showed up for myself while doing it.
I’ve rarely been sick in the last many years. Not even during COVID. I’ve taken quiet pride in that. After everything my body and mind continue to carry, I’ll take that as a hard-earned win.
But this time, I couldn’t outrun it. Between the stress and overwhelm of losing my mom last week, and being around so many people, it finally caught up with me.
My body isn’t whispering anymore. It’s asking—loudly—for attention. For rest. For honesty. For me to stop pretending I’m okay when I’m not.
Mental and physical health aren’t in separate lanes. They’re in constant conversation, each shaping the other. Right now, they are both reminding me that slowing down isn’t a weakness—it’s listening.
Listening doesn’t mean giving up. It means responding. And today, responding looks like caring for myself without guilt, without explanation, and without apology.
And honestly, who doesn’t love a snow day? There’s actually something quite healing about it. ❄️
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