Be Kind

'Be kind to yourself' - she said.

'Be gentle.'

'Speak to yourself as you would speak to your own very best friend.'

For a moment - I couldn't understand. Its meaning was lost on me. Like the sun...that rose thru the thick fog. Like the morning light..that was so slow to come. Like the day...that I thought might never begin.

And then - there it was.

The sun.

The light.

The day.

And with all that - her words became clear. It all made such perfect sense.