There are so many thoughts swirling through my head at the moment, most of which if posted would stir up huge controversies. So I guess the post today will center around this: Why can't we all just love each other?
I am a flawed person. Not one inch of me is perfect. I daily strive to learn and to grow as a person, as a mom, a friend, a wife, a photographer, a writer. I expect people to love and accept me for who I am, even the flaws. I try my very hardest to do the same with them. It always irritates me when the acceptance is not there, however. The moment someone finds out about some of my more personal issues, those I generally tend to share with friends, I am dropped. Are you not flawed also? Do you not have pitfalls? Stumbling blocks? Imperfections? Then why do you expect everyone else to be perfect?
A good conundrum for the day.
I am a flawed person. Not one inch of me is perfect. I daily strive to learn and to grow as a person, as a mom, a friend, a wife, a photographer, a writer. I expect people to love and accept me for who I am, even the flaws. I try my very hardest to do the same with them. It always irritates me when the acceptance is not there, however. The moment someone finds out about some of my more personal issues, those I generally tend to share with friends, I am dropped. Are you not flawed also? Do you not have pitfalls? Stumbling blocks? Imperfections? Then why do you expect everyone else to be perfect?
A good conundrum for the day.