Today, someone asked me what truly brings me joy, and how I’d spend a rainy day when work and worries are left at the door. My mind painted the picture instantly: a day wrapped in self-care, a slow pilates session to stretch my soul awake, a long shower that feels like a ritual, and then sinking into soft blankets, takeout on the way, my favorite show playing, and maybe a little online shopping spree just because it feels good.
It makes me smile because, before the pandemic, I don’t remember even having these simple cravings. Back then, I was always on the run, desperate to land a good job, pouring 200% of myself into everything, juggling chores, cooking, and trying to be everywhere at once. Somewhere in that frenzy, I forgot to ask myself: What do I actually enjoy?
The truth is, I have no clue what tomorrow holds — or how my rainy days might look when a little one joins our story, God willing. I’m sure those quiet hours will shift into something new, but for now, this is my soft place to land.
And you know what? It’s a pattern I cherish. As I was reading my fellow blogger’s movie recommendations, I laughed at myself — I always come back to the same shows. It’s my little comfort loop: Young Sheldon, The Big Bang Theory, The Gilmore Girls, then a binge of Korean dramas, some Disney magic, a sprinkle of sci-fi, and right back to the beginning.
In the end, maybe that’s what we all need — to shower our souls with whatever sparks joy, whether it’s something brand new or a story you’ve watched a hundred times before. There’s no shame in comfort. There’s no guilt in pressing play on something familiar. A rainy day off is for your heart, and your heart deserves the softest care you can give it. ☕✨📚
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