Sunday morning and fairness run like a red thread through today’s post. A new bed made the room feel bigger, the holidays are approaching, and my thoughts wander between family, generosity, and what it really means to invite someone to share an experience.
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Söndagsmorgon, ny säng och funderingar om rättvisa
Here I am again, writing.
It has truly become a habit to press down these keys in the morning. The days pass, and they leave their traces here on the blog.
A New Bed and More Space
Yesterday, our young boy got a new bed, and the room immediately felt much bigger. The old bed is standing outside now and will be taken to the recycling centre this week.
Now it is only a 90 cm bed, and somehow those few centimetres less have made the room feel so much larger.
The Holidays Are Approaching – Sunday Morning and Fairness on My Mind
This is my husband’s last week of work. After that, he has two weeks of vacation.
It will be so nice to have him home and spend some days together. We have not decided exactly what we will do yet, except that we are going to Skara Sommarland.
We invited the whole family to come with us, but not everyone could.
That made me think.
At first, my sense of fairness told me that perhaps those who are not coming should receive money equal to what we would have spent on their tickets. Then I stopped and thought.
Do people really do that?
When you invite someone on a trip or to spend a day together, surely it is the experience itself that you are offering. If someone cannot or does not want to come, there is no debt sitting in my wallet.
It is a bit like a special offer at the grocery store.
If I do not buy the item, I do not receive the money instead.
I think it really comes down to wanting to be fair. At the same time, perhaps it is fair enough simply to say:
”We are going, and you are warmly welcome to join us.”
Maybe that is enough.
A Day to Look Forward To
My daughter and her partner want to come, and of course Alfred will be joining us too.
Swimming, water slides, and amusement rides. I think he will have a wonderful time.
And having both the little girl and the little boy there as well can hardly make the day worse. He is their special little favourite, someone they enjoy spending time with. Alfred looks up to them both, and it fills my heart with warmth to see how much they mean to him.
There will probably be laughter, running feet, and that particular kind of tiredness that only comes after a really good summer day.
A Slow Sunday
But there are still many days before we leave.
Today is Sunday.
It will be a slow day here at home. There will not even be a morning swim today. I woke up late and plan to stay in my pyjamas for a while longer.
Sometimes that is exactly what you need.
Not to rush.
Just to be.
And let another day leave its trace.
Reflection – Sunday Morning and Fairness on My Mind
I notice that much of life right now is about finding the balance between giving and letting go. Between wanting to include everyone and accepting that not everyone can always be part of everything.
Perhaps that is a kind of freedom too.
To offer your love, your time, and your companionship without trying to compensate when someone chooses another path.
It is enough that the door remains open.
And that those who wish to enter are welcome.
Between the Lines – Sunday Morning and Fairness on My Mind
Sometimes I think I have gone through life wanting everything to be fair. Wanting no one to feel forgotten, wanting everyone to receive the same, and wanting nobody to wonder whether they mattered less than someone else.
But perhaps life is teaching me something different now.
That an invitation can simply be an invitation.
That love is not measured in money or gifts, but in the willingness to open the door and say:
”You are welcome.”
As I read what I have written, I notice something else too. I see that my focus is slowly shifting from those who cannot be there to those who can. From what is missing to what is present.
A new bed in a room that feels bigger.
A husband who is about to begin his vacation.
Children who enjoy spending time together and look up to one another.
A Sunday spent in pyjamas.
Maybe that is what happiness looks like. Not something grand or remarkable, but small moments that are allowed to take up space when we stop chasing what never came to be.
And maybe that is where I am today.
Not finished.
Not at the destination.
But grateful.
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A Question for You
How do you think about fairness in family relationships?
If you invite someone to an experience and they decline, do you feel that the invitation itself is enough, or do you sometimes feel that everything has to be exactly equal for everyone?
And have you ever made a small change in your everyday life that turned out to make a much bigger difference than you expected?
Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments. I always enjoy hearing how others think.
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