Every day there is something we seem to measure.
🌟How many things we ticked off our to do list.
🌟How well that presentation went.
🌟How successful our day was in terms of parenting.
🌟How much weight we’ve lost or gained.
🌟Whether we’ve reached that bar yet that we or someone else set.
🌟How we measure up to… well to what? Or to whom?
And who defines what the right measure is anyway?
And what difference does it make, in the big scheme of things?
I’m done measuring.
Small or big.
High or low.
Heavy or light.
Good or bad.
I’m forgetting the scales.
The measure is what it is.
And that is perfectly fine.
🦋What are you still measuring? 🦋