The Looking Glass

I finally think I am at place in my life where I can finally be myself, but what a journey it has been to get to this destination. I still find myself at times falling back into old patterns of never quite feeling good enough, or like I just don’t measure up. However, for the most part, when I look in the mirror, I see a me that I can live with. This me is witty and loves to laugh. This me genuinely wants everyone to be happy and feel cared for. She wants to make her children proud and do her part to make a difference in the world. She wants to be the best person she can be. She wants to explore, soar and take in all life has to offer. She is still striving and still becoming . She can still be a spoiled, selfish, brat She is flawed and scarred,but there is humanity in her imperfections.  I know this woman, I like this woman, I feel comfortable with this woman, but I really have to wonder why she feels compelled to write in third person when talking about herself. : The eternal dork, but embracing all that makes me, Me!Image


8 thoughts on “The Looking Glass

  1. I love this blog post and I love you. I am so glad you are getting to a place where you are comfortable with yourself. In my opinion, that is one of life’s biggest struggles. The whole time we have been friends, I have known you as a witty, kind, smart, creative person who enriches the life of family and friends. and I love the dorkiness, because I see it in myself. xo


  2. Thank you, Tosha 🙂 The things I say are true and I need to express them more. You really are one of my favorite people in the world. I don’t want you to forget how wonderful you are to me. (Hugs)


  3. Third person are not, you’re the 1st person I think of when poetic inspiration, is the theme of the day.
    Your description is without a doubt, the very lady I learned to love to read.

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