Today call me wondering, or maybe I mean wandering; because I’m at Missy Stevens’ fantastic blog Wonder, Friend today. You must know her place – It’s where we wonder; we discuss; we feel all warm and fuzzy.
If not, then hurry over because Missy’s not only sweet, funny and thoughtful but she’s also a super-smart writer who shares my love of good grammar and calls herself an un-athletic athlete. What could possibly be more perfect?
Because nothing IS perfect. Which is kind of what I’ve suggested in my guest post.
You see, I recognized long ago that I am not the type who can or even wants to Do It All. I’m okay with prioritizing that which is most valuable to me and letting areas of lesser import take a back seat.
While someone else might spend time searching for exciting new recipes to delight their families, I tend to throw the same ingredients in a crock pot each week and call it dinner. Still, I make time for us to eat together, so. This is my trade-off.
The truth? We all have passions, chores, talents, weaknesses. So where is the compromise between Jack of all Trades and Master of Everything? And do we – as well-intentioned parents – sometimes put too much pressure on our children to be more than we’re able to be ourselves?
It’s even easier than cooking with a crock pot. Probably.
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