Born Today?
A reading for your birthday. Cancer season.
That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The work you do that no one asked you to do is often the work that matters most, and you have been doing more of it than you realize. You step into rooms where something needs attention, and you give it attention, not because it was your job but because you were there and it needed doing. Over time this becomes a pattern, and the pattern becomes a weight you did not choose but cannot set down. The people around you begin to expect this from you, and you begin to expect it from yourself, until what started as kindness becomes a kind of contract no one signed. The year ahead asks you to look at what you have been carrying that was never formally yours to carry, and decide what still fits and what has outgrown its usefulness.