lessthanperfect

Which of us doesn’t feel, well, a little ‘less than perfect’ occasionally? Moms in particular know what it is to feel constantly…adequate at best… in any number of categories. The standards set for us are so high. Keep house like Martha Stewart. Keep fit like Madonna.  Achieve like a CEO. Mother like June Cleaver. Cook like…your mother in law, often, or at least a fantasy version of your mother in law’s cooking. Be sexy like Angelina Jolie - she had twins, dontchaknow.

Obviously, these are unrealistic standards. There’s no guilt in not living up to them, even if they drive us a little crazy. By those standards we’re all a little less than perfect.

But what about our own personal standards - the little voice inside us that challenges us to be - not perfect - but better. When we accept ourselves as less than perfect, are we also tempted to give up on being anything more than we presently are?  Can we reject impossible standards without abandoning standards entirely?

So that’s me - less than perfect. God knows I could make a lot of improvements. I certainly hope so. I hope you will join me.

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