Sunday, November 8, 2015
Appearances are deceiving. On the outside, I appear put together, in control. Behind closed doors, I am an exhausted, frazzled, mess. The plates I spin are crashing to the ground. Though I may appear to be Wonder Woman, I am not. The images you see on Facebook paint a pretty picture of life at the Ranch. In reality, my house is a mess, my clean laundry is in baskets not in drawers, my bills are often late, and I yell A LOT. I don't have it all together. I procrastinate, stuff, and ignore hoping the bad will go away. I also pray, A LOT! That is me, in a nutshell, imperfect, flawed, wanting to live honestly.