It's been a good week. I've had some "ick" to deal with from abuse issues, but I've been handling them.
I did better at more positive self-talk. Less criticism, more compassion. So that's good.
I've gotten some physical activity almost every day, and I've eaten well -- read not obsessed about every bite that goes into my mouth.
Dh and I got home from a long weekend in Los Angeles, and even got our Wednesday walk at Radnor Lake done.
I had tea with dd and enjoyed the chance to sit and chat with no agenda.
Ds asked me to make a cake for a friend's birthday last night, and I created a tasty one from what was in the pantry. It was enjoyed by all.
All of that is really good stuff, and I'm happy to have been kinder to myself this week. Maybe as kind to me as I try to be to others.
But what's really good about today? I'll share my husband's comment:
Why is it good Friday? According to one article I read, the original meaning of the word "good" was also "holy", so it is a holy day on which Jesus scarified himself for the world's sins... my sins... whatever the case, thank God he did... Have a blessed day...
linking up with Five Minute Friday