We get by with a little help from our friends…and by practicing self-care.
I love winter, but in my neck of the woods, the enjoyment comes at a price. For every peaceful snowfall, there are sidewalks to be shoveled; for each moment of ice-covered marvel, there is the stress of navigating slick roads; for each breath of crisp, clean air, there is the effort of staying warm. When you add that to the ongoing shitshow of the Current Administration, it means a lot of energy, both physical and emotional, is expended, and my reserves start to run low. We’ve all talked about self-care since we knew #Resistance was going to be our only path forward, but now seems like a good time to remind ourselves what that means.