Today, I need peace. I need my house to smell like butter melting with chocolate chips. I need quiet. I need my children to sleep a sound sleep. I need my stomach to calm down and my head to clear.
I need to focus my efforts creatively and wipe another to-do off the list. I need a deep breath of clean air. I need my husband to come home and talk to me. I need to make it through the day without spending any money.
I need a wholesome and satisfying meal in the evening that everyone will find enjoyment in. I need a deep sleep through the night, with sweet dreams and without interruptions. I need a day of rest tomorrow.
And yes, I will acknowledge that basically all of these things that I “need” are in reality just wants. But today makes me feel these things so strongly that I can’t bring myself to call them wants, even when I know that’s all they are.