Wonderfully Imperfect

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i am a woman on the edge -- on the edge of greatness, of mania, and of wonder and amazement, all at the same time.

i am an artist and a corporate refugee, who has struggled and derailed and been really STUCK....and who continually dusts herself off.

here i share my artistic and personal journey, and how i became known as the "princess of getting up again" and the "imp-ress of imperfection"

it's a celebration of continually focusing on "being where i am," and never coming from a place of lack or "not good enough". it's a celebration of being "wonderfully imperfect", and you're invited!

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Next entry: Pain and Pleasure

Previous entry: The Past and Ex's PART ONE

The Past and Ex's PART TWO

NOTE:MY GOOD FRIEND IS GOING THRU A REALLY HARD TIME…

SHE’S A SINGLE MOM, DIVORCED WITH 2BOYS...WHO IS TRYING TO MAKE SENSE OF HER EX’S VENOM....
AND MORE IMPORTANTLY....TRYING TO INVOLVE HIM IN HIS CHILDREN’S LIVES

AND SOME DAYS IT NEARLY KILLS HER…
THIS IS WHAT I SHARED WITH HER:

oh girl
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

i know you are EVERYTHING
for those little guys!!!

and i know, babe
that EVEN ON YOUR WORST FRIGGING DAY,
THE DAY YOU ARE CURLED UP
IN THAT BALL

they still know YOU ARE THERE FOR THEM
THEY KNOW YOU LOVE EM
EVEN WHEN YOU YELL
EVEN WHEN YOU’RE EXHAUSTED
EVEN WHEN YOU’RE CRYING

AND EVEN WHEN THEY COME BACK FROM ASSWIPE’S HOUSE
AND FROM WHATEVER SHIT HE PULLED THAT DAY....
they know they are
LUCKY BOYS

being with you is their security
being with you is their joy
being with you teaches them

that LOVE IS KIND
that LOVE DOESN’T HAVE TO HURT
AND YELL AND SCREAM AND BLAME

teaches them that yes, we STRUGGLE
BUT WE DO IT FOR PEOPLE WE LOVE
and WE DO IT TOGETHER
AS A FAMILY

the lessons they get from you,
they COULD NOT GET ANYWHERE ELSE

yes it’s hard
to be that person,
that god-like structure
who KNOWS AND DOES AND TAKES CARE
OF EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE
(and puts herself so frequently last)

i wish i lived closer to you
i wish i could fly over
(today it would be on my fucking broomstick,
cuz yes-sir-ee this has pushed my buttons BIGTIME)

i’d cook some meals
and freeze em
and do laundry
and clean the house
and mow the yard
and paint some jeans and things to sell
to help with the bills

so you could just be the mom
and enjoy your little boys
and maybe even relax
after little boys go to sleep

(ya know, even god rested on the 7th day)

sigh

all i know is that
BEING THE MOM IS THE MOSTEST
AND THE BESTEST
AND THE HARDEST

just hold on, sweetie

i’m seeing a big celestial brush with gesso
covering our love
and our good wishes
and our prayers

and stiffening those prayers, somehow
with little celestial glue strands

they hold you up
they turn translucent

sometimes they twinkle
and shimmer around you…
....and those lovely, lovely boys

please think of us when you see the stars:
when you see lights
in the distance,
and candles glowing
and flickering softly

know that we are there for you
WE WILL SEE YOU THRU

***************************

as annie lamott says,
there are two prayers:

THANK YOU, THANK YOU GOD
and
LORD, HELP ME, HELP ME

big sighs tonite
big blessings we ask
big thanks we give

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