Already finding imperfections with my blogging skills!!

Why did I want to start this blog??  To share with others how to embrace your imperfections.  This coming from a girl with a "perfectionism" issue that has weaved its way into her life in positive and negative ways.  An issue that has caused pain and distress as well as success.  An issue she has contended with and has found peace through embracing the imperfect parts.

So..tonight's example.  I was so excited to start this blog after 4 hours of driving and thinking today. I was ready to share so much "stuff".  I started with this piece on my grandmothers and how grateful I am for the lessons they taught me and guess what??  I posted it somewhere else in cyberspace that is NOT the webpage of this blog.  And so it begins, let's embrace imperfect.  Let's laugh with it.  Let's just go with it.

Hope to share more soon.  In the meantime, if you are a "blogger" and you get this whole thing, PLEASE seek me out and teach me some lessons!! Thanks:)

Comments

  1. Cindy FoleyMay 26, 2013 at 5:43 PM

    This is an amazing blog!!! I know whomever gets the benefit of your grandmother piece will be blessed. Acceptance while continuing to strive for better (possible) results...

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  2. Karen CostaMay 31, 2013 at 10:51 AM

    Hi! Okay but I still want to read the piece on your grandmothers!

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