They say a picture is worth a thousand words,
but my life’s not picture perfect.
My floors need mopping
My laundry needs folding
My kids watch too much TV
My husband and I are way past finishing each other’s sentences…
We usually can’t finish a sentence
Too many interruptions
Kids need help with homework
Family needs help with a crisis
Teens have questions about social life, their future life, just life
it’s not perfect
but social media makes you wish for perfection
Everyone props up their lives on tripods
So they can be seen in the perfect light
Everyone’s kids are star students
Beautiful, handsome and popular, of course
Families vacation in Europe
Homes are flawless
as rays of sunlight hit the carefully positioned still life on the kitchen counter
I know…you woke up and it looked like this
But, I’m over it
My sink is overflowing with dishes,
I came in late from a meeting and cooked dinner at 8 o’clock
Who has energy for dishes at ten after working all day?
My perfectly imperfect life will have to do.
It doesn’t make for a nice Instagram pic
No one will ever like or share my life story
But it’s the real story.
It’s real life, not still life
Something I think we’ve lost sight of in all our efforts to capture “real life” in our stories, on our pages, for our friends who aren’t our friends, but just a million nameless followers for whom we live… and we’d certainly die if they ever discovered the truth.