A Small Condolence.
You are feeling glum. I won't tell you not to. Glum happens.
You feel rumpled. The day has started all wrong.
Sometimes it's hard not to notice That you are not perfect. You are not, perhaps, as accomplished, as amiable, as talented as those you see around you. Perhaps you aren't. But you are lovely in your own way.
Take a look
At the small, beautiful things you have gathered.
Take the day
One step at a time
Be generous with yourself. Take a breath.
Don't forget to let the light in. There will always be light.