It’s only human to strive for perfection on a daily basis.
Perfect momma. Perfect wife. Perfect house. Perfect Friend, Daughter, Sister.
Perfect body. Perfect job. Perfect life.
As a child, I remember my parents being perfect in my eyes. It wasn’t until my college years, when I realized they, like everyone else, had their flaws.
Sometimes I think we model to our children a false perfection. We shelter them from reality, rather than teaching them that we all fall short at times.
We forget to teach them that it’s ok to make mistakes, and forgiveness is a noble quality that will bless you.
When the time comes, I want to openly discuss with my daughter the reason for my failed marriage.
I want her to know that God loves us, even when we make mistakes.
While I do not condone divorce, it has become a part of me, and I do not want to hide that from her or anyone, ever.
I want her to know the truth, and where I went wrong. I NEVER want her to think I am perfect.
My hope is for Landyn to hold herself to a standard of grace.
Look beyond what society labels as perfect.