I like to make a pot of coffee, pour a cup, then sip on it all day and end up dumping the other half down the drain.
I like to take pictures – lots of them.
I have a hard time focusing on one thing at a time, and often find myself jumping from chore to chore, project to project.
I tend to take things negatively, and am always looking for ‘praise’.
I am really easy to get along with, but sometimes have a gruff exterior and no-nonsense attitude towards people I love.
I get frustrated easily, but deep down I am mothering.
This is me.
This is who I am.
Most would say creative. Some would say flawed. Others would say egotistical.
I accept me for who I am.
I love myself, because, if you can’t accept and love yourself for who you are, how can you do the same for others?