Since being back stateside, am faced with the idea of lying to myself and lying to others about Our Perfect Family. Everyone I meet seems to be so Perfect. Perfect kids, perfect husband, perfect house, perfect job, perfect body, perfect personality, perfect decisions. Who are these freak-a-zoids? STX was FILLED with imperfect people, and we all thrived on it. We helped each other out, and enjoyed out imperfectness together. Maybe, I’m just not filling adequate today. Who knows.
I admit we are not perfect, close to perfect or even want to TOUCH perfection with a 10 foot pole. I have no problem admitting it to others and in doing so, I hope to encourage others to do the same. Be honest. Don’t hype yourself up. It’s not believable. When you are strong enough to admit your imperfections to others, it lets them know: It’s Ok, you’re not the only one who:
- Yells at your kids
- feeds them the wrong stuff
- lets them watch too much tv
- drinks too much
- enjoys a smoke (this is the funniest, closet mom smokers)
- stresses about your personal financial situation
- cleans out the fridge of leftovers, only to feed them all to your kids, even though you won’t eat them yourself
- leaves dirty dishes in the kitchen for three days before deciding it’s time to do something about it.
- could care less that you don’t follow your kid’s teacher’s instructions for checking off every little thing they request (I would spend my entire day checking off or initializing something) what they do/don’t do/read/behavior progress/etc.
- thinks that just by reading about a healthy lifestyle of eating right & exercising, that somehow, your body will transform itself
- realizes it is 3pm and you have not brushed your teeth.
In fact, its our family’s imperfections that make us perfect in my eyes. The ratty hair, second-hand clothing, sun-damaged skin, kids (and husband) who say the wrong things at the wrong times, beer bellies and occasional day where we don’t brush our teeth: That is what makes this Holley Family.
But, we are a family, and we are honest with each other. We poke fun at ourselves while trying to teach our kids to be respectful to others.
Now, lets all sit back, enjoy an alcoholic beverage no matter what time of day, light up what ever you smoke and enjoy this little diddy:
x to the o