Enigma: something hard to understand or explain.
I step out of my 12 passenger van in my black high-heeled boots, skinny jeans and Long Hair Don’t Care shirt, large silver earrings dangling from my earlobes and push out a car stuck in the snow.
I am a Mom to 7 and an aspiring writer.
I am trying to be closer to God and I yell at my kids to put their damn shoes away.
I love makeup and nice clothes and take my daughter to run errands in her bright green princess dress which she accentuates with my brown high-heeled boots.
I am a terrible housekeeper, but my schedule is organized beyond belief.
I wear knee length skirts and high-heels to church, then sit on the floor to play with the nursery age children.
I am a Pepsi drinking runner.
I am a proponent of natural childbirth and a believer in pain medication for afterbirth pains.
I make my children healthy school lunches and feed them cold cereal for breakfast.
I am me.
I have loved being part of the Just.Be.Enough. team and learning all about other women and who they are. I am touched and inspired by each and every one of them. One of the things that I am learning by being part of the team is that I am enough. I am enough of me.
I am finding balance in my own diversity.
I am finding tenacity in my goals.
I am laughing at my faults.
I am me.
Sometimes, I am an enigma.
And that is enough.