here if you'd like to see what she wrote. After reading her post, I got to thinking more about my true self. I am far from perfect, but I also try to be a good person. I slip up and snap at the boys when I'm tired or frustrated. I spend time on the computer when I should be playing with them. I'll do almost anything to help a friend. I swear, although I try not to. I try to do good things. I'm impatient with, and yell 'IT'S NOT YOUR TURN!', at drivers who can't seem to figure out how to use a four-way stop. I'm pretty good at going with the flow (except at those darn 4 way stops). I'm selfish and want things my way. I let my kids eat sugar, drink pop, and watch TV, but I also make sure they spend a lot of time outside being active, and learn the difference between treats and healthy choices. I have a strong faith. I'm almost never brave enough to talk about it. I leave dirty dishes in the sink almost every night.
I am introverted to the point of seeming rude at times. I really wish I wasn't. I really wish I could be more bold and outrageous. For example, if you dyed your hair cupcake pink, I would think it was pretty cool, and secretly wish I could do something so bold. (I think I'd go for white with pink stripes.... seriously.) If you invite the whole neighborhood over for a cookout, I would think it wonderful and welcoming. But I'd also be cringing at the thought of having to talk to people I don't know well. I wish I were more outgoing.
But, take all the good and bad, and I'm happy with my life. Not that I'm not working on improving things, and finding balance. I am. But I'm happy with me, right here, right now. I wasn't always able to say that.