Enjoy the Moments — They Don’t Return

Sunday has always been a special day for me.

In Poland—my home country—it's the day of church bells, family gatherings, and the unmistakable smell of rosół simmering on the stove.
Chicken soup with noodles, or a Sunday roast.
A table full of people.
A house full of voices.

And even though I’ve lived in London for years now, I see the same rhythm in other communities. Different languages, different spices, different rituals — but the same intention. Sunday is the day we return to each other. The day for family, friends, apple pie, cheesecake, and the comfort of familiar faces.

I carry so many memories of Sundays from my childhood. We would drive to the village where my grandparents lived every single week. My grandmother cooked for at least sixteen people—effortlessly, joyfully, as if feeding an entire tribe was simply what love looked like. We were happy. We didn’t even know how happy.

Later, the tradition moved to my family home. My mum and I cooked for twelve people. The kitchen was always warm, always loud, always alive. We ate, we talked, we sang. We were happy.

But even in the happiest rooms, there is always that one moment — a sentence, a careless comment, a sharp word — that can ruin the day.

Back then, I didn’t understand how fragile peace could be. How one person’s mood could shift the atmosphere for everyone. How a single sentence could sit in a child’s heart for years.

I suffered quietly. I didn’t know how to protect myself. I didn’t know that not every word deserves a place inside you.

Now, as a slightly grumpy woman in her fifties — a woman who has lived, observed, and learned — I finally understand something simple and liberating:

You don’t have to let every word in. You don’t have to carry every tone, every opinion, every careless remark. You can choose what enters your inner world. You can choose what stays outside.

The soup, the singing, and the laughter—those memories stayed. The hurtful words? They only stay if we let them.

And I don’t let them anymore.

Sunday is still a day for family. But it’s also a day for peace. A day for choosing what deserves to enter your heart — and what doesn’t.

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If you want to explore this topic deeper, here are two companion videos:

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👉 Short video: 🔥 Don’t Let Toxic People Control Your Mind: ⚡ Stoic Thoughts to Start the Day #26