Are we our labels? And I don’t mean designer ones, honey….

I’m a wife, a mother, a worker, a daughter, an aunt, a blonde ditz, and super funny. But I’m so much more than that. I’m a middle aged woman, but I act like a 12 year old boy. I’m a flirt but I’m so insecure with how people look at me. I’m happy, elated, smiley, but ultimately sad, wounded, and frightened. I seem confident, but it’s for show. I’m really insecure and in search of approval. I’ve always needed it. I’m drifting but I’m anchored. I’m resourceful, but get so overwhelmed that I can’t finish one damn thing. I’m a hot mess, but I’m in control. I say I don’t need help, but I really do. I can’t slow down, but I want to….

I love but not well enough. I love but not smartly. I love but I’m selfish. I forgive others but never myself. I pretend I don’t feel shame but I do, everyday. I’m funny, but I’m not. I’m no angel and would never claim to be. Don’t want to be. Just want to be. Me. I am simple in my complexity, and I only let you see what I want you to see…..

We women, we’re complex creatures. But we ultimately just want love. To feel it and to give it.

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12 thoughts on “Are we our labels? And I don’t mean designer ones, honey….

    • Oh stu you humble me and make blush. Thank you. I guess I did forget a few words. I’ve never been able to call myself beautiful. I don’t think I ever will be able to….

  1. I especially like your final line: “We women, we’re complex creatures. But we ultimately just want love. To feel it and to give it.”
    We were made by Love. We were made for Love. Everything about us — our bodies, our emotions, our dreams, etc. speaks of Love. And our capacity to receive Love and return it will only reach it’s fullness in Heaven.

    • Beautiful words perception and oh so true. We women are ultimately love. But we ARE so much more than that….. I also like the line I only let you see what I want you to see. It just means I show you only parts of myself. Not the whole thing. I kind of like being a bit of a puzzle, or a mystery…. Even to my husband….

  2. This is lovely..and I imagine husbands in general like us to be complex and hard to read. πŸ™‚ Well, except mine..he hates my mysterious, badass look..lol.

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