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So excited to join in the #FMF party again!!! It’s been a while, and I was missing not only reading other contributions but adding mine to the mix. So, maybe next week I can read what you have to say?? Join! It’s fun 🙂

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It’s funny in life how so many things seem like pieces, but then you turn around one day and it’s all one whole.

I feel like every day I am meeting myself for the first time. And sometimes it’s awkward, like a first date. Take about thirty minutes ago for an example. I’m sitting at a table surrounded by other yopros (young professionals), making encouraging cards for teachers, and what do I do? Get up and leave the group. Yeah! Seriously, lol. I wasn’t trying to be rude, but the chit chat and non-stop comment were driving me INSANE. In that moment I felt like a bonafide eighty year old introvert. But it’s what I find out about myself every day that makes this journey so fun! Apparently, if I’m working on a project with a time limit and I want to really focus, my own table and space is necessary. I even like to “talk” about things before I put pen to paper. #onesidedconversations

So about things being broken, I am much more in love with that idea than I ever thought possible. I grew up in a legalistic church and had no idea how much of that I had soaked up in my perfectionistic loving self. As an adult though, going through a divorce, being a single mom, and seeing life literally become chaos before my eyes, that whole perfect thing hasn’t worked out. In fact, I find myself running from perfection more and more. So glad!!!

I love that God takes all things broken and transforms them into beauty!

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