“You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out, and you get loose in the joints, and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all…because once you are Real, you can’t be ugly…except to people who don’t understand.”
It’s not often that I feel “pretty” anymore. Shoot…it’s not often I actually feel awake and conscious anymore to tell you the truth. Two kids, our farm, running my business in the middle of it all, and our busy life…just take their toll. But I do feel real. I feel as though my eyes are focused on the important things of life now, and by that I mean they definitely aren’t focused on me. I love my kids, my hubby, our life…and I’m grateful for every line on my face to remind me of the joys and hiccups along the way. Yes my back aches and my joints pop & crack, but God has richly blessed me beyond anything I could ever imagine or deserve. This run-down body will have to do. Sure I’d love to look and feel 20 again, but who needs 20 when you can have clarity. That’s real. Grace and mercy and love and creaky knees are real. xo
*Forever grateful to my sweet friend Maura for dolling me up & taking some quick family photos of us this summer. She did my hair, helped me toss together wardrobe, and generally was her rockstar self. SHE is real…and I love every ounce of her.