Yep

I have a folder on my laptop for random memes and pictures I come across and want to save. It is simply titled "Yep." Looking through it recently, I realized one of the common themes is something like this one.

And so, at the ripe old age of fifty-five, 

• I have given myself permission to be me without worrying that I am not meeting all the expectations others have of me.

• I have permitted myself to not care that others do not understand my desire to be home.

• I am allowing myself to remain true to myself while maintaining a respectful relationship with others who value different things and ways to spend their time.

• I am allowing myself freedom from being everything to everyone.

What does this mean? It means I won't attend events or gatherings just because "I should." It means I cannot worry if someone is upset with or offended by me and my decisions. I have done that, and trust me. It is exhausting. I respect others and their desire to be busy all the time. I appreciate the fact that they thrive on social engagements and family events. I expect them to do the same for me. This doesn't mean I won't ever attend; I will choose to attend when I want or can. This may sound harsh, selfish, or even rude. After all, isn't it expected and polite to participate in all the things? Maybe. However, family time used to be valued more. People didn't fill their free days with parties, picnics, get-togethers, game nights, ball games, and dance recitals. They focused on their home and immediate family, so they felt more inclined to attend when an invitation arrived. 

I understand and appreciate if you disagree with me. I am simply being me and deciding to embrace the homebody that I am. I have been called weird, strange, odd, and selfish in my life, which is okay. I have simply decided to show myself grace and allow myself the space to be in my home with my books, pups, family, and peace. And it feels good.

Have a cozy summer day, my friends.

Thank you for visiting!

Billie Jo