Freedom

Ahhhhh. A breath of fresh air. Exactly what I needed!

I have a bad habit of inflicting great guilt upon my self......mostly for not meeting up to the ideas of perfection and organization that I have imprinted upon my brain. Where they come from, I am not yet sure of.

I cringe when I can't finish a project. I can't go to sleep if I know there are dirty dishes in the sink. I fuss to much at my sweet girls when they make crumbs on the floor while eating--and I have JUST vacuumed. I beat myself up when I don't do something in the "right" order--like missing a day or two in a schedule of readings.

I have liberated myself from those perfections HERE!! I am free to fly. Free to skip a day (or four!!) This is mine.....and I am allowing it to be IMPERFECT!!!

Ahhhhh.....the joys of a breath of fresh air!