I’ll be honest…there are days I’m not perfect.
This week I’ve had a few imperfect days…
I could blame it on a lot of things…being tired, missing my son, changes in my life, menopause, other people whose lives seem so easy compared to mine…I could even blame my ex-husband even though we’ve been divorced for almost 3 years.
I could blame…but I didn’t.
I truly believe we are all works in progress. My recovery and sobriety has taught me that. When we feel lost or sad or resentful or angry…we need to look inside.
I have felt a little lost…and resentful…and sad. And so I turned inward to try and sort through the jumble of emotions and this is what I found…
Precious time with my son
Castles by the side of the road
Nature’s amazing grace
More abandoned quarries
Soothing water sounds
Time for reflection
I may not be perfect. But I’ve learned that who I am today is what matters. I am grateful for today…