What My Mother Taught Me About Rest & Taking Care

My mother was never one to sit still. But when she did, it was sacred — a cup of tea, a book, and the sun pouring through the window. She didn’t call it self-care, but that’s exactly what it was.

I remember watching her and thinking rest was earned, something you had to justify. Now, I understand it was her way of staying whole. She taught me that care isn’t selfish — it’s sustainable. It’s what allows you to keep showing up with love.

These days, when I slow down, I think of her. I make the tea. I sit by the light. I remember that in her quiet moments, she was teaching me how to stay kind to myself.

At Très Beau Living, we honor those small lessons passed from one generation to the next — reminders that care, in all its forms, is how we keep going.