I’m missing the mark. I can see it…but it’s just out of my reach.
Beautifully cut up fruit triangles and crust-less bread in the lunch boxes.
Getting the kids to school on time.
Putting neat bows in the girl’s hair everyday.
Making sure my son’s clothes match when we’re out.
Having a perfect home.
Finding stability and routine in my varied life.
Everywhere I look, I see lines. Lines everywhere, and I can’t measure up. There are too many and it hurts to stand on my toes so much.
Where do the lines come from?
The Media? Friends? Family? School?
Yes, sometimes, but mostly the lines come from me. Me trying too hard. Trying to be perfect. To somehow measure up to the invisible lines I see everywhere.
I can’t measure up, but I can do what is right. Right for my kids. For my husband. Right for me. For my life circumstance. Right for my heart. For my Faith.
Forget perfection Kelly. Don’t try and please everyone. DO what is right. Be the best you can be.
When your best isn’t good enough: Stop.
Be the best you can be and do what is right; that’s the line to aim for.
Do you see invisible lines? Do you feel like you don’t measure up as a Mum?