Imperfect

On the outset my life looks perfect. Right?

A wonderful husband who loves and respects me. Three beautiful children, in some people’s ideal order, two boys and a girl.

We are surrounded by “stuff,” have a nice home, plenty of food to eat and probably too many clothes to wear.

I can take decent pictures and write nice words and post them here and you can see my “perfect” little family.

But what you don’t see is what I choose not to share here.

We are not perfect. I am not perfect.

Lately these imperfections are being analyzed and looked at through a loupe. They are more evident than they have ever been, even to the untrained eye.

There are things I do not share here because I feel they are too personal for this forum. I’ve made a conscious decision not to delve into certain topics in my life HERE because even though it’s part of my life, I don’t necessarily want to make it part of yours.

Some things lay heavy on my mind and heart right now. Physical things, mental things, emotional things. And today I feel the need to mention it.

And life, well sometimes… it’s just HARD.

I know it doesn’t look like that for me. I know it looks like I have it easy and compared to many in this world I do. I know that.

But right now, in these times of my life it’s not that easy for ME. Where I am. Who I am.

So, just know that I try my best to be the Elaine that you see here, almost daily. The one I show you. But today and maybe even for a while, I’m a little different, a little “off” as they say. And I’m certainly not “perfect”, especially not right now.