I hope you're off to a restful Sunday.🐥💕🐸
I'll just jump right in! Today's post will be relatively short (lies, haha).
Well, my goodness has it been a rough couple of weeks on my end, but I'm happy to report some things are improving. Several weeks ago, my dad notified me that my one of my uncles died. This is the uncle that passed on the advice to my dad, who then passed on the advice to me, saying, "If you want to play, go play with your books." After a bit of back and forth, I told my dad well my uncle still lives through me as I still go and play with my books all the time. He responded with expressing his gratitude for me for being his kid. I said "Well, thanks for being my dad."
I posted this almost a year ago when I had an IG. My dad is in the bottom right-hand corner. 🥰
I share this for several reasons. One reason is that this conversation prompted me to remember again where I come from and all that entails. A lot of memories have come up these past few weeks. Some beautiful ones and some that I blocked out for understandable reasons. Yet, I've noticed I've been distracting myself (again) from experiencing my grief, mourning and processing different forms of trauma (both collective and individual).
With that said, I decided to pick up where I left off several weeks ago and go back to my original decision to take a break from Instagram and Twitter for the rest of the summer. These seem to be my go-to distractions. I started this week and I can see that it's already been helpful for me. Incidentally, I don't wish to shame anyone...absolutely anyone with my sharing. I would just like to do this for myself. I hope you do what's best for you too! I'll, however, pop-in on YouTube from time to time to share more about my internal and external adventures related to this project.
(And by the way, thank you for watching! 🥰📹 )
A butterfly 🦋 stamp and card. I love stationery and mailing things, so I include this thank you note 💌 in every order.
I'll be spending the rest of this day (and probably even the summer) writing and mailing cards where possible and sending emails to those who have had an important impact on me. Their presence has shaped me in ways that have allowed me to keep going when I've felt defeated, unsure, hopeless, tired, angry, depressed, going through self-hatred, wondering how I'm going to make it the next minute, etc. This list includes many people😅, but I'll try to write to those who I know wouldn't mind hearing from me. I hate feeling like I'm annoying or bothering people haha.
If you haven't already, I hope you'll join me too in communicating to someone today how much you appreciate them. If you're like me, you can list a hundred things in about minute of where you can improve and what you've done wrong. Rarely, I think, are we told when we're doing something right or doing something well. I'm not saying to coddle people, but even with the past year and a half where there continues to be death, all forms of violence against life on this planet, and much more...I wonder if it's too much to tell someone "thank you" when they've help you in some kind of way to keep going.
Moving forward these days, at least until the end of the summer, you can catch me here on my blog weekly, YouTube from time to time, and my newsletter, so subscribe below so you can receive my love letters haha!💌
Well, thank you dear reader...
for more than you could possibly know. 🙏🏽❤️😌
Take care (please)!
From a person trying to embrace the messiness and contradictions of life,
Sandy from The Underground Galaxy
*image by Alex Jackman 🌈