I ate Lucky Charms last night.
Annie ended up with a milk mustache.
Annie rarely climbs onto my lap.
But when I eat cereal,
She makes her way to where I am
And waits.
She waits until I finish my snack
And then she happily laps up milk
From the spoon that I hold steadily in my hand.
Yes.
I sometimes spoon feed milk to my cat.
I know.
She’s doesn’t need milk.
It’s probably not good for her.
And she’s super plump and would do well to diet.
But she’s just so earnest in her waiting.
And the milk mustache is so cute.
I can’t say no to her.
Which, in the end, is likely a bad thing.
It’s hard to say no sometimes,
Even when we know that no is best.
When we need to set a boundary.
When we need self care.
When we need to turn from a vice.
When we need to stay true to our word.
May we have the courage to know when and how to say
no
And then may we do it.
Even to the cutest cat milk mustache in the world.
Amen.
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