How could a person be tired when they didn’t go to work? When they didn’t have responsibilities. When they spent their days golfing, working out at the gym, hiking, fishing, and happy hour-ing with friends.

It’s taken me two weeks of my husband being retired to remember that feeling tired isn’t odd. It’s part of being human.

What is it about our culture that condones naps only for babies? And children. Or the sick? Rest isn’t O.K. for the rest of us.

I’m learning that being productive is overrated. Being busy. Let’s hear it for sitting still and doing nothing. And letting go of what I make it mean and what anyone else might think or say.

Let’s hear it for balance. For soaking up life. Enjoying the moment.