i stumbled across it on pinterest, of all places—a simple text post on a neutral background: “sunday is the woman i want to be.” i saved it instinctively, the way you save things that hit a nerve you didn’t realize was raw.
You have a real gift of expression. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
In the past I’ve felt bad for not having that drive to be exceptional, that I was just doomed to be a “regular” person. But as I’ve gotten older (okay, old) I’ve accepted the part of me that is okay with the status quo. WAIT, I can’t quite say that - my hair, my clothes, my house, my fitness! I’m not a Sunday person yet! I’m still a striver. So many areas to accept and be okay with.
There is something intriguing about this phrase “sunday is the woman i want to be.” I think a lot about slow living and how much more nourishing that is to my life and my writing. I used to be a public school teacher and the Sunday Scaries were a real thing...the backwards math of time and how much you feel that you have left is a weird mindset. Changing the feeling of this day has taken a while for me to reprogram.
I want to explore this phrase in my notebook more and all the ideas that this woman would embody.
Today I journaled about how to become this “Sunday woman” while being a public school teacher and the reprogramming that needs to be done feels so severe. Especially on the tide of so many leaving the profession in order to try and become the “Sunday woman”
This felt like a warm hug. Wow to every sentence - in particular "sunday knows that slowing down isn’t the same as falling behind. it’s just a different kind of winning." Thank you for this beautiful piece! <3
you posting this and you writing this and you letting us hear this is as real as any shiny medallion we embellish on a person “in real life”. thank you for sharing with us your depths. what other truly meaningful way is there to live life than to leave a legacy and impact the people standing behind you.
“maybe that’s what sunday knows—that life is happening now, not at the next achievement checkpoint.”
beautiful.
as a 20 year old kid that’s about to enter her last college year, the pressure I have is increasing each day. I fear that’s how media works, and I hope more people will get to read this work of yours. We all deserve a life like sunday.
this entire post reminded me of the video “you don’t have to suffer for success” by The Ash Files (here’s the link if you’re interested: https://youtu.be/naq8l3SNmHE?feature=shared)
which is to say: the pacing, the imagery, the duality of ambition and slow living — all beautiful things and I’m glad you wrote this
I have always loved Sundays for just the reasons you express in this lovely prose. I'm retired now. Retirement gives one more Sundays. No more grind. More birdsong and coffee.
When you have to go to work on Monday, Sunday can be a hard task master. You spend the day telling yourself not to think of tomorrow & to enjoy today but the battle constantly interrupts all that Sunday loveliness.
You have a real gift of expression. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.
In the past I’ve felt bad for not having that drive to be exceptional, that I was just doomed to be a “regular” person. But as I’ve gotten older (okay, old) I’ve accepted the part of me that is okay with the status quo. WAIT, I can’t quite say that - my hair, my clothes, my house, my fitness! I’m not a Sunday person yet! I’m still a striver. So many areas to accept and be okay with.
Again, thank you!
There is something intriguing about this phrase “sunday is the woman i want to be.” I think a lot about slow living and how much more nourishing that is to my life and my writing. I used to be a public school teacher and the Sunday Scaries were a real thing...the backwards math of time and how much you feel that you have left is a weird mindset. Changing the feeling of this day has taken a while for me to reprogram.
I want to explore this phrase in my notebook more and all the ideas that this woman would embody.
Thank you for these thoughts and this post!
Today I journaled about how to become this “Sunday woman” while being a public school teacher and the reprogramming that needs to be done feels so severe. Especially on the tide of so many leaving the profession in order to try and become the “Sunday woman”
This felt like a warm hug. Wow to every sentence - in particular "sunday knows that slowing down isn’t the same as falling behind. it’s just a different kind of winning." Thank you for this beautiful piece! <3
you posting this and you writing this and you letting us hear this is as real as any shiny medallion we embellish on a person “in real life”. thank you for sharing with us your depths. what other truly meaningful way is there to live life than to leave a legacy and impact the people standing behind you.
“maybe that’s what sunday knows—that life is happening now, not at the next achievement checkpoint.”
beautiful.
as a 20 year old kid that’s about to enter her last college year, the pressure I have is increasing each day. I fear that’s how media works, and I hope more people will get to read this work of yours. We all deserve a life like sunday.
“in bullet journaling your future self into existence.” OOF… felt this one so deeply. Thank you for sharing these beautiful words. LOVED IT.
this entire post reminded me of the video “you don’t have to suffer for success” by The Ash Files (here’s the link if you’re interested: https://youtu.be/naq8l3SNmHE?feature=shared)
which is to say: the pacing, the imagery, the duality of ambition and slow living — all beautiful things and I’m glad you wrote this
As usual, you’ve managed to put what is in my heart into poetic prose. Thank you!
girl I need to learn how to do this type of self-reflection - this was amazing.
Your words hit so close. Even I wanna be like Sunday.
Your work never fails to be impressive.
I have always loved Sundays for just the reasons you express in this lovely prose. I'm retired now. Retirement gives one more Sundays. No more grind. More birdsong and coffee.
beautifully written thank you
Thank you so MUCH for this. 🩷
i devoured this and reread so many parts. thank you so much. sunday is the woman i aspire to be! relishing in the glimmers
When you have to go to work on Monday, Sunday can be a hard task master. You spend the day telling yourself not to think of tomorrow & to enjoy today but the battle constantly interrupts all that Sunday loveliness.