Hard Day

Today I did something that was hard for me to do.

No, it wasn't flossing, although I do plan to do that today, too.

Unlike flossing,

this hard thing only had to be done once. Now it's over and out of my hands.
It caused me no loss of blood, no physical pain.

But.

Like flossing,

I had to do it for my own well-being--
just doing it felt insurmountable, but I may have let my brain make the task harder than it really was--
I felt so much better once it was done; I was glad and I felt right--
it was an action that meant something bigger than itself; it mattered.

It was the action, the not being afraid despite the pain or difficulty or admission of past failure. That was the gift I gave to myself today.