I have had the great fortune to have been included in three families in my pre-adult life. Three VERY different families. With each family there have been trials. With each family there has been jubilation. With each family I have learned a great deal about human beings and relationships. The biggest lesson I've learned, though, is that I am about as imperfect as they get.... I am flawed.
Personal filters can play a big role in how people see each other, how actions are perceived, and how words are heard. Everyone has a story and those stories take a hold and ever so slightly skew our view. My story is a long one and I often wonder how my world would look without it, as such I'm constantly trying to clear my filters. I spend my entire life trying to see everything in its purest form.... It is so hard.
Parts of my story make me incredibly sad (cancer diagnosis aside.) It does not define me, yet it is part of me. I'm acknowledging the sad parts and striving to breathe through them as they present themselves in the here and now.
I am human and I am flawed.
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