Life Is Not Perfect
Baby,
There is something that I've learned over the course of my lifetime, but it has become more and more clear in recent days. Life is not perfect. No one's life is perfect. Even when you ask someone how they are doing and they tell you they are doing great, even their life is not perfect. Even when you think you are in a rut, and everyone around you seems to be thriving, even those thriving people do not have perfect lives.
I know what technology has done to the generation I am a part of. Some things have been very good and helpful, and some things have been very harmful. I can only imagine what it will be like when you are old enough to experience social media. One thing I have noticed recently is that social media is constantly full of the positive. Constantly full of how perfect everyone's lives are. Most people only want to post about the amazing things that happen to them. Very few people write about how horrible their day was, or how much they are struggling in a certain area. Who wants to broadcast that?
I've even noticed that when you talk to people in person, and you ask how they are doing, the usual response is, "Good, how are you?". I wonder how many people say they are good, when they are not really good. Maybe they are afraid to say they aren't good because they think that everyone around them is good? Maybe they are hiding their pain because they don't think anyone will listen. Maybe they are hiding their hurt because they want people to think they have it all together. This breaks my heart.
I know there have been times when someone has asked me how I was doing, and I was having a really tough moment, but I just told them I was "good". I really want be better about this. Obviously, there is discretion about the right and wrong moments to share your heart with someone, but I want to be more real and honest in my answers. And I want others to know that they can come to me when they are having a bad day. I want people to know that they can give me a real response when I ask how they are doing. I can help carry their burdens to the cross, I spend a whole lot of time there as it is.
There are only a handful of people in this world that I can completely pour my heart out to no matter what time of day. That I can answer with honesty every time those people ask me how I'm doing. One of those people is your G-momma. No matter what, I can tell her the truth. I can give her a real answer. And I absolutely cannot wait to have that kind of relationship with you. I cannot wait for you to call me every day and give me the scoop on all the little details of your life, because I care about every single one. You aren't even born yet and I already care about how your day was.
While I want every single person in my life to know that they can come to me with honest and real answers about their life and their good days and their bad days; I cannot wait to hear those answers from you!
-mommy
There is something that I've learned over the course of my lifetime, but it has become more and more clear in recent days. Life is not perfect. No one's life is perfect. Even when you ask someone how they are doing and they tell you they are doing great, even their life is not perfect. Even when you think you are in a rut, and everyone around you seems to be thriving, even those thriving people do not have perfect lives.
I know what technology has done to the generation I am a part of. Some things have been very good and helpful, and some things have been very harmful. I can only imagine what it will be like when you are old enough to experience social media. One thing I have noticed recently is that social media is constantly full of the positive. Constantly full of how perfect everyone's lives are. Most people only want to post about the amazing things that happen to them. Very few people write about how horrible their day was, or how much they are struggling in a certain area. Who wants to broadcast that?
I've even noticed that when you talk to people in person, and you ask how they are doing, the usual response is, "Good, how are you?". I wonder how many people say they are good, when they are not really good. Maybe they are afraid to say they aren't good because they think that everyone around them is good? Maybe they are hiding their pain because they don't think anyone will listen. Maybe they are hiding their hurt because they want people to think they have it all together. This breaks my heart.
I know there have been times when someone has asked me how I was doing, and I was having a really tough moment, but I just told them I was "good". I really want be better about this. Obviously, there is discretion about the right and wrong moments to share your heart with someone, but I want to be more real and honest in my answers. And I want others to know that they can come to me when they are having a bad day. I want people to know that they can give me a real response when I ask how they are doing. I can help carry their burdens to the cross, I spend a whole lot of time there as it is.
There are only a handful of people in this world that I can completely pour my heart out to no matter what time of day. That I can answer with honesty every time those people ask me how I'm doing. One of those people is your G-momma. No matter what, I can tell her the truth. I can give her a real answer. And I absolutely cannot wait to have that kind of relationship with you. I cannot wait for you to call me every day and give me the scoop on all the little details of your life, because I care about every single one. You aren't even born yet and I already care about how your day was.
While I want every single person in my life to know that they can come to me with honest and real answers about their life and their good days and their bad days; I cannot wait to hear those answers from you!
-mommy
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