Today is a day for being a small child - a day for sinking into the comfort of letting someone else be fully responsible for all aspects of physical, emotional, and spiritual well being.  It is, then, so unfortunate that I am an adult today... because I am solely responsible for all of those things on my own.  Yesterday was a day in which sunlight shone from my heart and my smile just wouldn't quit... it's ridiculous how one day can be so different from another.

I will allow the child within me to speak it's needs, and I will make time for my grown up self to pamper that child.  I will wrap myself in a fluffy bathrobe and wool socks, sip hot cocoa with marshmellows, and watch old familiar movies that make me smile: The Muppet Movie, Kindergarden Cop,  Princess Bride, Sister Act (both I and II).  I will eat buttered toast and make a nest for myself with my harem of pillows while I journal with colored markers in a brand new notebook.  And I will smile at myself and be gentle and nonjudgemental. 

And then I will do laundry and pay bills and return to the reality of adult-hood because tomorrow? Tomorrow I will get to hold my REAL children close to me, run my fingers through their hair and make mugs of cocoa for them while they make nests of comfort out of my pillows.  And in that moment I will be so full of gratitude that I am indeed an adult and am able to comfort my children while they are still able to be comforted by me.

May you find your own comfort this day, and your own moments of being able to comfort when the need arises.  Be gentle.