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It’s not often that a meme on Facebook makes me break down into tears. My Dad (the retired teacher and wisdom-distributor extraordinaire) has always said that when you need to learn a lesson, life presents a teacher. And last week, the unlikely teacher of a lesson I desperately need to learn was my Facebook News Feed.
I was wading through the sea of political parodies and cat videos and delicious-looking recipes, and stopped short when I saw a simple image with an empty coffee cup. I don’t remember who posted it. And I didn’t save the original image (I just made my own version!), but it definitely stuck with me.
Wow. Holy, truth bomb, Batman. My cup feels dangerously close to empty. For anyone who has ever felt like you were the only one who didn’t have it all figured out, and that everyone’s Instagram-perfect lives are infinitely better, prettier, and more polished than yours, let me drop some honesty on you: I have no clue what I am doing. I am not even a little bit perfect. I am still trying to figure everything out. And my cup is almost dry.
I could write a 10,000 word blog post on all the things that aren’t perfect in my life (um, my baseboards are crazy dusty, yo), but for now, I’m going to stick with one big, imperfect aspect of my life that is really wearing on me—my health. I just flat out haven’t figured out yet how to nurture my family, my career, and myself all at the same time. I’ve got a sneaking suspicion I’m not the only parent struggling with this one. Raise those hands up, friends, and bask in the solidarity of joint imperfection.