You're Not That Cute
Whew, Franns! I don’t know about you but I’m often trying to project that I have it all together. Sometimes it’s very intentional. I coach myself into confident postures like a Lifetouch photographer on picture day! “Chest up. Turn your shoulders. Chin down a little. Perfect!” I want to look like I got it together because I am deathly afraid of being embarrassed. For as often as I feel embarrassed, you would think that I would come to terms with the fact that it’s just a fact of life. Sometimes you get caught slippin’. *shoulder shrug* I struggle to accept it! That I won’t be “perfect” all the time, that my “cool” girl persona is truly a façade, that we all are AT LEAST ⅔ “uncool” at any given moment (Especially when we’re being our true selves). And when my head gets too big, when I start to believe my own charade, life has a funny way of bringing me back to earth. I’m grateful when the universe humbles me in small ways. Slight trip on the sidewalk, a little milk stain on my shir...