I saw this on my Facebook feed recently, and it made me think (thanks Sparkpeople)
There are other days when I know I’m a hot mess and I just don’t care. If you don’t like it feel free to look away.
I do the best I can, some days. Others it’s a battle to get back home to my pj’s. There are days when I know full well I didn’t put my best effort forward, but pointing it out or revelling in it will only irritate me. Then you will have my wrath. I don’t have a lot of wrath, but I can only be pushed so far.
No one should live their life hearing only ‘next times’ you need your own fair share of applause.
I have amazing friends who are my light in this all. They are always there just when I need it most and I love them to the moon and back.
Do you embrace your glorious mess?