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Same Grace {Imperfect Moms Day 27}

It was a beautiful day at the lake. The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was clear of clouds. The water glistened like diamonds in the distance and gently lapped up against the shore, surrounding my ankles. My feet were buried in the cool, wet sand while I stood watching my baby girl play…

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Perfectly Perfect Imperfection {Imperfect Moms Day 11}

I’ve been accused of being perfect. No, not of perfectionism. I’m almost an anti-perfectionist, if there is such a thing. Perfect. Can you imagine someone actually thinking you are perfect? I was dumbfounded. On top of that, it was an ACCUSATION. I quickly said, “No, I’m definitely NOT perfect. What I’m trying to say is…”…