We are all doing the very best we can with what we have and the only way we know how.
I noticed how the people with the most painful stories sometimes had the most serene smiles on their faces and how they leapt to help the next person in line.
If I’m hoping my kids will achieve the fairytale I think I’m selling them short because this is an invented and impossible standard.
What if we stopped to really realize...really, truly believe...that the way we look is not the best thing any of us have to offer???
Thank goodness in the middle of all my striving and treading and spluttering and drowning, I realized we are not meant to live this life on our own.