Ok, it is late and I hope this makes sense. I have written a few times about things being perfect, like my house, or the food, or whatever the situation. And you know, in reality, our goal as women, is to aim for perfect. When we don’t make it we are disappointed in our “lesser achievement”. Last week, I was on a work retreat with mys peers (all women in attendance) and our boss said that we need to change our perception of perfect. Our lives will never be perfect. Our situations and events will never be perfect. We can make oursleves and all around us miserable, or we can learn to accept a new definition of perfect. Perfect is “just right”. Just right for what your situation is.
I am having to learn to overcome some of this attitude THIS week. My daughter’s graduation party is this Friday evening. I decided to have my 19 year old son paint my ktichen, my daughter is totally redesigning her bedroom, I came down with a horrible sinus infection, and my husband had something similar when he came home today. Poor him, though, some of his symptoms and reactions were reminding him of his brain aneurism 18 months ago, he was afraid it was happening again. 😦 So we had the emotional trauma of that for a little while. He is fine and sleeping now.
Part of dealing with this “perfect thing” is dealing with our own control tendencies. I don’t know if any of you have control issues, but those of you who know me, know that I do! You know what though, I cannot control everything. I cannot control that I or my husband getting sick, or me getting sick. I can’t even really control my son’s progress. It is what it is. I can get uptight ( and that ain’t pretty inside or out!) or I can learn to accept that what is, is. I can only change what I have influence over. The other I cannot.
The other part of the is dealing with that I don’t HAVE to look perfect. I don’t HAVE to play the part. I am human. We are all humans (at least us women are 🙂 And none of us are perfect. So why don’t we give each other a break and stop pretending to be? Let me be free to be who I am without fear of condemnation or judgement. And I hope and pray that I can do the same for you…