While we were discussing how crazy life often gets, one of my friends commented that she thought I "have it all together". I couldn't believe what she said. Me? Have it all together? She must be kidding? I replied, "Do you know that this morning I had a meltdown in the Home Depot parking lot because my jeans don't fit?"
That made me think - do people who read my blog think I have it all together? Because if that's the case, I am not being honest here. I don't want this to be a place where I complain and whine about life, but trust me, I do not have it all together. I often feel unconfident and overwhelmed at work, and I have a husband and son who I don't see as much as I'd like to. I don't work out regularly (see comment about the jeans above), and someone else cleans my house. I'm currently wearing yoga pants with pasta sauce on them, and I wonder how long I can avoid thinking about potty training. I do not have it all together.
I share in this little community not to have you think I have it all together, but to remind you that you are not alone in your own struggles. If there is any perception that things I'm sharing come from a place of having it all together, know that they often come from a place of loosely organized chaos. And I'm usually ok with that. And just like everyone else, every now and then I fall apart.