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- February 23, 2018
- by Michelle MadridBranch
Perfect people. Perfect Children. Perfect Parents. Perfect homes. Perfect lives. Perfect families. The images are everywhere in the media today. I’m standing at my local grocery store checkout counter and staring at magazine covers with the images of perfect humans, perfect outfits, perfect bodies for those outfits, perfect places to travel, and perfect cars to get you there. I, on the other hand, have my hair up in a mommy bun and my glasses are a little crooked on my nose. As I look down in an attempt to straighten my eyewear, I see clearly that I — in my hurried attempt to get my kids to school on time — left the house with my furry slippers still on my feet. I’m not perfect. The thought of perfection actually stresses me out. It causes me anxiety. Having to live up to someone else’s expectations for who I am and how I should show up in this world is, well, daunting. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve tried it. I have jumped — head first — into the unforgiving waters of perfection. I nearly drowned. Perfection isn’t real. It’s a facáde created to sell stuff to the masses who have fallen into the false belief that perfection is somehow possible. The pressure to be perfect can be felt within our families. And, for families created through adoption, the pressure of perfection can be of a constant nature. Here are three reasons why I believe we must reject perfection as a standard for adoptive families... Follow this link to read more:
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