Balance...

This blogging thing can be difficult sometimes.  One of the hardest parts about opening up your life for people to see is finding a happy balance between sharing enough and sharing too much.

Because we all know the look at me girls.  You know the ones.  They live in immaculate houses with shiny floors so clean they could eat off of them.  But they'd never, of course.  Their parties and outfits put Pinterest to shame.  Their kids were reading Jane Eyre at two-and-a-half.  Weren't yours?  

You see whatever shiny parts of their lives they want to show you and assume that's really what life looks like for them.

On the flip side, there are the poor me girls.  They're always battling some injustice.  Or drama.  Life is unfair and miserable, and don't they just deserve a break?

It's a tough thing, trying to avoid both extremes.  Because no one likes a bragger, but the martyrs and the complainers and the airers of every speck of their dirty laundry aren't very much fun either.  

So I am aiming just to end up somewhere in the middle.

Know that my hair is almost always dirty.
I gave birth over five months ago but still live in maternity yoga pants.
My car smells like a giant fart.
I have laundry piled so high in my closet that I could cry.
I haven't cooked an actual meal in months.
I'm not above eating food that falls on my dirty hardwoods.
I drop the f-bomb at least once a day.
I pick my nose.
I lose my patience.
I'm ridiculously awkward.

And so on and so forth.

But I'm also incandescently happy.
And content.
And blessed beyond measure.
And covered in so much grace you wouldn't believe it.

Or maybe you would.

But, bottom line, I think we could all be a little better about letting each other off the hook.  None of us are perfect, and we're all fighting our own battles.  And while putting our prettiest faces forward makes some of us happy, some of us feel better when we can vent to others and put it all out there.  

So to the extent you ever wonder if I've got it all together, I can assure you I don't.  And if you ever feel like I must be the most miserable person on the planet, I promise I'm not.  It's just that some days are easier than others.  While I can sometimes manage to look up and see Him, the everyday life stuff often clouds my vision.

I am undeniably flawed.  But confident in His ability to make me more like Him.  Hopefully you can see both of those things in me and love me anyway.  Or at least tolerate me enough to keep reading... ;)