I find it hard to engage in the stereotypical acts of self-care that are anything but true caregiving for yourself:
Light a candle. Take a bath. Have a glass of wine.
Numbing yourself isn’t freeing yourself of the daily hardship of life.
Lifting weights and eating mostly healthful food has been the only form of self-care I could adhere to long-term.
I’m getting older and act as my mother’s caregiver. Thus getting pulled away from posting blog entries every single week on the same day.
Thinking of this I realized that not every reader is aware that I used to post blog entries every Friday.
Does it really matter if I don’t post the blog entries on the same day every week?
I was told to Google “care for the caregiver” to find a support group for caregivers like me.
In early December I will be able to post a new set of Upper and Lower Body Workout Routines.
I’m grateful to see loyal followers joining and reading this humble blog.
What I’m going to do in the coming blog entries is to focus again on the topic of Living through the Pandemic – 21 months later.
My stance is that instead of parroting the often-white-influencer feel-good tropes of “self-care” that I don’t relate to:
My aim is to talk about “care-giving” to ourselves and others.
With the specific revelation of the life lesson I learned the hard way. After living for so long with a lack of energy.
I learned the secret to feeling lighter and freer.
As the pandemic drags on and continues to course through our lives:
I seek to give others hope for healing.