Words of a Belle

As women, we’re constantly getting the message to be flawless. That’s an impossible expectation for us to live up to.  The definition of flawless is: 1. without any blemishes or imperfections; perfect."  To try and do this causes hurt not only to ourselves but for people around us. If they see us trying to become something we can’t, what example are we setting?  What will they believe about themselves when they cannot be “perfect?”  As daughters, friends, sisters, mothers, or whatever hats we may wear, we need to be considerate about the messages we’re sending.  We certainly don’t want to give any false perceptions or expectations to those we love, do we?  So, instead of trying to be flawless, let’s focus on being transparent. Showing others that no matter what things may look like on social media or how “together” someone seems to be, no one is perfect.  We all have moments of frustration, sadness. Unhappiness, and other emotions that others may not s

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My poor husband can attest to the fact that I cry- like a lot. At least once a month, I weep over death. It’s to the point where my husband can walk in and instinctively know that it’s the monthly crying about death day. Let me begin by telling you that I am a born-again believer. I know what happens after death and have great hope in seeing those I love again. But for some reason, I still struggle imagining a world without those I love. As I am the youngest in my family, what about when my grandparents die, my parents die, my brother dies, or my husband dies? God forbid, but what if my little nephew passes away before I do? So I weep. I weep in the “what ifs.” I mourn for those I love before they have even passed away. I have often wondered, what is wrong with me? Last Saturday though, as I met with a group of friends, I was challenged to do something. I was challenged to write down the TITLES I have been given or that I have given myself. (Please note that at first, I saw absolute