Less Than Perfect

I'm posting a little later in the day today, because things just didn't turn out the way I'd hoped. I had thought I was going to write this piece about how this year was all about feeling abundance, about feeling like I have more than enough and more importantly, about feeling like I am more than enough - as a mother, as a person, as a writer, etc.

But it doesn't feel that way today. I don't feel like I'm more than enough. It's one of those days where I've been knocked down and reminded of how less than great I can be. One of those days I've lost patience with the kids and the house is a total disaster and old hurts and insecurities have come marching up out of nowhere.

And I want to be real about days like today, because they happen to all of us. Those happy, motivational, inspiring posts don't always get written, because this is how life is unfolding right now. And you know what? That's okay.

Amidst this life that is more than enough, there are still less than perfect moments.