January 25, 2013
Not Measuring Up
Today, I'm writing at Missionary Mom's Companion about what it's like to feel like you don't fit in. Should we just put on our big-girl panties (or your big-boy briefs) and choke down those thoughts, maybe watch a few self-help videos and recite the "I'm good enough" mantra, or is there something useful in that feeling? Well, you'll have to click over to see what I think about it.
Here's a clue:
"Truth is, I've never had to live off the land, so I don't rise when the sun does, nor do I sleep when it goes down. In fact, my body rebels against this heat so badly that I reserve most of my manual labor until the sun is long gone. And homeschooling two high schoolers doesn't leave much time for daily floor scrubbing, which, considering our dog, would have to be done several times a day to keep a Paraguayan-style shine. Nor do I have much skill in whipping up a totally-from-scratch meal several times per day.
So I can either let this drive me crazy, exhaust me from trying to "do it all," or go for option 3..."