I have been striving for perfection my entire life. I want to be perfect in everything I do, at all times. This is, of course, completely impossible, but I try anyway. Daily. Mostly without even realizing it.
I have made quite a few mistakes in the past 24 hours, ranging from burning last night's dinner to serving out a completely unnecessary sharp comment to someone who didn't deserve it. Tonight during dinner I made a verbal list of my missteps to my husband, N. His response was exactly what he always says to me: "Don't be so hard on yourself."
What an incredible blessing to have someone who forgives you and accepts everything about you. Someone in your corner who is ready to defend you, even if they are defending you from yourself. I honestly don't know how my self esteem survived before I had a full-time encourager, reminding me that I am not expected to be perfect at all times. Instead I am expected to be myself, a normal human being who is a mix of good and bad.
I will continue to strive for perfection in how I treat others; this is something that I will always focus on improving. But I will try to treat myself a with a bit more forgiveness, too. Because acceptance from N is important to me, but accepting myself is vital. And this acceptance definitely is bliss.
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