Not a contest

I’m a competitive person. With myself. With others. When other people know there’s a competition. When they don’t.

This personality trait makes it difficult to remember that not everything needs to be contested.

So here is my daily reminder to myself that we can both be tired. There is no “more actually tired,” no “more deserving of being tired.” There is only tired. And the hope that there is a light at the end. And the thankfulness that we can be tired together.

Published by Caroline Mitchell Carrico

I am a writer, mom, and museum enthusiast in Memphis. Also a fan of reading all the words, cooking all the vegetables, and watching all my kids' soccer games.

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