Heath and I took off a couple weeks ago for Spring Break and it was one I didn’t know how much I needed. The nonstop pace that this year has brought came to a screeching halt. This kind of sudden swing always produces a tinge of guilt in me. If I’m not doing something productive then I must be wasting time.. Ugh. Granted, I know how dearly important taking time for ourselves is to overall health. I am a huge proponent of self-care and yet, at times, the worst offender of ignoring all things related to caring for myself….
I didn’t used to like lemons. Or anything having to do with lemons for that matter. When I was growing up, every time my grandparents visited, my grandma would make my dad a lemon meringue pie. I would sit sullenly after dinner and eat the meringue off the top, all the while thinking, Why couldn’t she have made a chocolate pie?! Bratty, I know….