Surrender

Sometimes she gives up and that is ok, no-one should guilt her about the overwhelming need for rest that she feels, not even herself. Her list is long, her mind is busy and her intentions pure but her body is unforgiving and capitulates to languor that creeps in. Sometimes Saturdays are for surrender.

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Published by trinimomindmiddle

I'm a mother, wife, teacher and general observer of life on the beautiful twin island republic of Trinidad and Tobago. My blog is a space for my thoughts, concerns, ideas, rants, jokes and random musings about life here.

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