Imperfect People

I am currently reading Amy Grant's book, Mosaic, and I realized something about myself. I am really inspired by and drawn to imperfect people. Imperfect people are those that have gone through life and gotten a little beat up along the way and aren't afraid of showing their scars. They don't use them to garner pity or to excuse themselves for poor behavior, they have learned something and have become changed because of it. They are also people who are comfortable saying, "I don't have it all together." or "I screw up all the time!" Not only that, they have developed a compassion for others that only comes from truly being able to know what it feels like to have a broken heart.

People like this just seem to have a depth to them that can't be gained but by life experience.

When friends and I would talk about our hopes and dreams in our early twenties, I used to say that when I got old my wish was to be one of those wise old women younger women seek out because they trust that you will have some advice that will help them with their problems. Little did I know that to gain wisdom, one has to experience life.

I thought I had life figured out and that, in essence, I had the "perfect" life. And then life threw some imperfection my way. A few short years later, my mom got cancer and a year later she died. After the pain of that experience, pain that literally felt like my heart was breaking in a million pieces, not once, but over and over again for several years, I had gained a lot of wisdom. And that's when I thought, "If I'd known this is what it would take to gain wisdom, I would've just wished for flat abs!" However, the lessons I learned from that ordeal will continue to help me understand other people a little better for the rest of my life.

So now I'm wondering about you: What experience in life has made you "imperfect"?? Perfection is so boring. What lessons have you learned from life that have made you wiser or have caused you to change in some way? I'd love the hear!!

Who could resist this face?

Max 4.5 months

Or how about baby jeans? So cute! Thanks, Rachael!!!

Priorities
Among the many lessons my 4.5 months of motherhood has taught me, prioritizing is close to the top of the list. For example, right now Max is taking a nap. It could be for 20 minutes or for 2 hours (oh wait, he's crying now, so this nap is of the 20 minute variety! Let me turn down the nursery monitor so as not to be distracted by inconvenient crying and finish this post! : )).........

Okay, as I was saying: I have grand plans for what I want and need to get done in the time I may or may not have and invariably, I end up doing something like checking e-mail or blogging. So now he's crying and I haven't done the other 20 things I had planned.

So I mentally make a list of the most important things to accomplish and where does this get me?? I now know what important things I DIDN'T get done during nap time! Oh well, perfection will have to wait for another day. : )

Enjoy the sunshine!