There was a time when I stopped liking Sundays. They became that strange day caught between rest and obligation. Half a Sunday of relaxation, half a Sunday of anxiety about Monday.
Until one day I decided to change the dynamic. I started building my own rituals. Waking up without an alarm, making myself a slow coffee, sitting on the couch with a good book and letting time pass without hurry.
I turned that corner of the living room into my refuge. A comfy pouf, a soft blanket, and a calm playlist in the background. Nothing else. No phone, no emails, no noise.
I realized Sundays weren’t the problem. It was the way I was living them. Now, Sundays are sacred. They’re the day I listen to myself again. The day I don’t do anything out of obligation. Only what I feel like doing.
Because loving Sundays is also a way of loving yourself.
WHY IS THIS GIFT SPECIAL?
There are gifts you don’t wrap. Like the pleasure of a quiet Sunday. “Since I have it, Sundays have become my favorite part of the week.”
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