|These are my little perfections.
So January and February thus far has been tough for me.
I don’t like to use my blog as a place for my drama, but my blog has become a part of me.
It’s my outlet for all my stuff. Good and bad. Mostly good.
Occasionally a bump in the road. And I had a little bump in the road.
I had a surgery in January that kicked my pants (don’t worry, it’s all fine).
It has been a hard recovery, but I am recovering.
Through some complications and tough times I am recovering. Both physically and mentally.
I apologize for the vagueness of it all, but it’s all I can give…just a tiny bit.
If just a bit, then why say anything at all?
Because the most important thing about all of this experience is what I have taken from it.
Through all this I have learned some amazing things about myself, my family, my friends, my life.
I am stronger than I thought.
I am still strong even if I have to ask for help.
Family is everything. Everything.
My husband is my rock.
My kids are amazing (I already knew that!) and they are capable of so many things.
My sister is such a source of love and strength for me.
My best friends are my family too.
Friendships are priceless.
Everyone needs a circle of strength.
Life is not about having things be perfect.
My life is not perfect. But it doesn’t have to be. Who’s is? It doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful.
There will be bumps in the road.
There will be times where creativity will be scarce.
There will be times of low motivation.
There will be times where I can’t post on my beloved blog every day. I have to learn that this is ok.
There are times where laundry is in piles all over the house.
There are times where dishes don’t get cleaned for 2 days, when carpets don’t get vacuumed for 2 weeks.
There are times where I have to be ok with friends & family being in my messy home.
There are times where I will only have a can of soup and crackers & cheese to serve guests for lunch.
There are unfinished projects.
There are days where getting 1 thing accomplished is amazing.
Sometimes you realize that people can only give what they can give. Accept them for who they are.
Sometimes things don’t go as smoothly as you had hoped.
And all that? It’s all ok. Because it’s real. It’s real life.
But there is always love here.
There is always laughter. Everyday there is laughter.
We all have each others backs.
We all support each other.
We all look out for each other.
We all lift each other up.
That’s what’s perfect. That’s what’s beautiful.
The rest of it? The mess (both literal and figurative), it doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful.