The Courage to be Imperfect

I have taken myself out of the game on more than one occasion because I wasn’t perfect, or because I wanted everything to *be* perfect. I didn’t want anyone, including myself, to judge me or my work as "less than." I would spend countless hours on my makeup and hair, until I deemed it “perfect." Much to my dismay, I found people still judged me, and I still judged myself. I realized no matter how much time or money I spent, I would still be judged, and still be imperfect. After my father passed away, I stopped wearing makeup, mainly because I would only cry it off. I began to realize that it really didn’t make much of a difference to me if I was perfectly made up, or if I was just the raw truth.


Years passed and I stopped spending hundreds of dollars on hair color--in honor of those who are denied the opportunity to grow old and gray. I was afraid of what others would say. It took courage for me to let my imperfections be seen. I found the courage to be imperfect and feel comfortable with my imperfections. My heart and soul are full. Full of courage to be imperfect; and that’s perfect for me.



Imperfectly yours, Bonnie

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