
i feel like i have dealt with my fair share of life lessons this week and its just thursday. the rawness of the human experience always takes me by surprise- sometimes it takes my breath away; my heart. i melt into this comfortable little life of semi-perfection, complain about things that don’t matter but seem like they do {crumbs on the carpet, or too many dishes, cellulite}, and forget to be truly thankful for the gifts i have been infinitely blessed to receive. and i am sure once this open wound has healed {and it will…i know it will, because it has before}, that the events that envelop our daily existence will return to a quiet sustainability, and perhaps the occasional mini-struggle for flavor. even as a mother, and that is the job that defines me most, you get numb from….too much perfect. {if there is very too much, right?} in a way, its nice to be reminded that this journey is genuine and real in every way…good and bad.
daily mantra: life is the art of drawing without an eraser….{unknown}

by amanda.b.
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