Late Nights ✨ Full Hearts 🩷

Lately, I’ve been staying up super late. And yes, part of me knows I should go to bed earlier. Rest matters, after all. But I still get my eight hours, so it’s not entirely reckless. Still, I noticed something deeper behind this pattern that I think is worth honoring... ✨

I’ve only been staying up late because my life is actually good enough to want to stay awake for! 🙌🏾

It’s summer, so part of it is seasonal. My body naturally adjusts to the longer days and later sunsets. But more than that, it feels like I’m a little kid again, wanting to stay up so I don’t miss a single drop of the joy. 🤸🏾‍♀️

There many were seasons in the past when I stayed up late to avoid sleep. To avoid rest, or silence, or things I didn’t want to feel. 🙈

But this isn’t that.

This is... I’m not ready to let go of today because today was actually full. Full of meaning. Full of beauty. Full of small, ordinary wonderfulness that I used to dream about. 💭

Even on days like Monday, where I grieved, released, and processed, there was still enough joy woven in to make me whisper, “Wait, I’m not ready for the day to end yet.” 🙇🏾‍♀️

And for that, I’m so deeply grateful. ☺️