Typically, the week after GNO is a slower pace for me. I let off the gas of the mad dash to make it all happen and make coffee appointments instead. But last night, we hosted our first-ever HeartStories Sponsor Love party. So my schedule was filled with coffee appointments, plus all the details of making a beautiful event happen for the sponsors we love. Naturally, at 11 AM on Tuesday, our school decided to shut down completely , due to the 2018 Flu Epidemic, and implement “Cyber School”. (which I’ve learned is another term for “There will be no fun for you, only hours and hours of school work. . . until your eyes go permanently crossed, or you die. . . whichever comes first.”)
Let’s just say, it’s been one of those weeks.
The day after a 10pm Target run, on the one and only night of night of heavy sleet, I was hauling all the things for the party to meet Sunny, (who is officially always on the scene) when I looked up to notice this exciting indicator on my dash. Ain’t nobody got time for that. Seriously though. I rarely drive beyond the little 5 mile radius around my house, so gas isn’t usually an issue.
But of course, this week it was.
I apparently needed the reminder that no matter how much I try to deny it, gas tanks still need to be filled. So do energy tanks and love tanks and all the other “tanks” in our lives. I texted Sunny this pic on my way. I noticed that while we were together, she was careful to remind me several times to go get gas. She made sure my car started again before we left.
She was paying attention to the level of fuel in my tank.
It’s too bad our bodies weren’t designed with little warning lights and bells to remind us, and the people around us, what kind of state we’re in. So they can realize the urgency with which we need to fill our tanks. So they can create space for us. Wouldn’t that be nice? It’s no joke to be out of gas or running on those last fumes.
But we do it all the time.
That’s probably not going to change any time soon with the pace of life and the world just going faster and faster. But you can pay attention. You can look up to notice when your own tank is low.
You can prioritize fueling up.
You can pay attention to the signs that your friends are sitting on empty. You can remind them to get the fuel they need. You can hang around long enough to be sure they’re on their way to get gas.
You’re going to have days and weeks when you’re running on fumes.
We all do. But you’re the only one who can truly take care of you.
Make fueling up a priority this weekend.
We need you to be okay.
to more love,
Crystal
(One of my favorite places to fuel up on the weekend is Up Inspired Kitchen, with all the great food and good vibes, this family owned kitchen in Frisco, is making it easy to live it up in fun and healthy ways for breakfast, brunch and lunch!)
