Today, I’m still feeling under the weather, with a lingering cough reminding me that my body needs more time to heal. While it’s never pleasant to be sick, I’m choosing to feel grateful for the space and support to recuperate properly.
I spent the day at home, resting with my husband and my cat, Bobby, by my side. Their presence brought warmth and comfort in ways that words can’t fully describe. Sometimes, care shows up quietly, through simple acts and just being there.
I continued sipping on hot honey lemon tea, took a few Panadols, and allowed myself to drift back into sleep. There was no pressure to do anything more. The past two days have been slow and uneventful, but in a good way. Rest became the priority.
These moments remind me that slowing down is not wasted time. It is necessary, restorative, and deeply human. I’m grateful for a safe space to heal, for gentle care, and for the quiet reassurance that I’m not alone as I recover.
Some days are meant for doing less, and today was one of them.
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