Wait, I'm not 40.....yet.
But I do love traveling, I do LOVE the ocean, and I do love some Jimmy Buffett. That being said, I turned 38 this year. Almost 40. Which is strange to me on many levels. Questions run through my head, "How did I get this old?" "I'm not really that old (or I don't feel that old)".
Then, I looked a little deeper. Sure, I'm almost 40, but I'm happily married with 2 beautiful girls. No, I don't stay up late (except to work or for the occasional sick kiddo), but I actually enjoy lazy, quiet mornings and I LOVE sunrises (especially at the beach). My body is much different than at 20, but I'm working on that. Though it's to be healthy and a role model for my girls. NOT for others to be impressed as when I was younger. I don't have as much wisdom as my grandmother might, but I am DEFINITELY wiser.
I'm out of the baby stage and my girls are more independent for sure, but not ready for total independence. As I capture family portraits for families of all ages, I LOVE capturing newborns, Maternity, 1 year Milestones and even 2 year cuteness and chaos. I simply, LOVE my job. But I learned photography, while striving to document how fast my girls were growing. I cried. I fought self hate talk in my head. "You're not good enough." "This is horrible." "You have no talent compared to so and so." But then I realized. Kinda like parenting, where you learn as you go and quickly figure out that each family is different just like each photographer is different. On different paths, with different goals. And that is OK. And everyone makes mistakes. It's taken me years to decide being different is OK and that mistakes happen. It's taken me years to realize perfection is a myth.
I am not a perfect mom or a perfect photographer. And that is OK. But I PROMISE to always do my absolute best and give my absolute best as a mom and a photographer. And give grace as needed.
We strive for perfection at home, at work, at school, with our families and our friends. Even on social media we often try to make it seem as if we have achieved perfection. We haven't. No one has, perfection is not real.
So, right now, on this Friday let go of perfection. (ok, not to the point where you are featured on an episode of hoarders, but you get the idea) Give grace to your kids when they make mistakes and show them you give grace to yourself. Teach your children to not strive for perfection, but to strive for their best. Their best is enough.
Your Best is Enough.
This weekend make memories, love on your kiddos, have a glass of wine or a cup of coffee. Run, walk, hike. Cheer them on at their game loud and proud, or cuddle on the couch and read a book. Clean up, but let go of what doesn't get done. Whatever reminds you how blessed you are, reminds you it is ok to be perfectly imperfect. What ever reminds you that GRACE is enough. Grace for yourself and grace for your family. Don't wait till you're almost 40 like me to figure it out. But if you have, that's ok too. Your kids love you fiercely. YOU ARE LOVED. YOU ARE ENOUGH.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.