Save Some For Me

Artist Unknown

I miss me.

I miss sitting with myself and having an internal conversation.  I miss debating with myself over what is right or wrong, I miss dissecting my feelings and coming to the conclusion that I am overreacting in most cases.  I miss laughing at my own jokes.  Knowing that I need to do a facial once a week now that it is warm outside if I want to maintain a clear complexion.  I miss taking care of my own needs.  Soaking my feet, moisturizing my hair, polishing my nails and whitening my teeth.  I miss being the first one to notice all of my imperfections because I look myself over intentionally and with love.

I miss loving on myself and providing positive feedback on how to be better to those that I feel called to serve.  I miss the feeling of clarity. 

Seems like so long ago, the things that I did not know never frightened me because I was clear that my path was forward.  I knew all that I needed to know and I was content in that space.  I miss that space.

I miss the internal balance that radiated externally.

Lately, I feel like I struggling just to breathe right.

Lately, I feel like I'm walking on a tightrope in the middle of a tornado.  I have not fallen, I am determined not to fall but I'm growing callused.

Somehow not falling has developed into not feeling.

Taking some time to sit and write this out made me miss myself a little less.  
I hear me, I see me, and I feel me so now, what am I going to do about it?

I have to start saving some time for myself.  Give me the attention I deserve -