Flawed?
I’m on holiday and not working, but sitting by the pool today I read a really good book, Flawed by Cecelia Ahern, one of my favourite authors.
In the closing acknowledgements she says if there is one message I hope this book portrays, it’s this; none of us are perfect.
Let’s not pretend we are.
Let’s us not be afraid that we are not.
Let us not label others and pretend we are not the same.
Let us all know that to be human is to be flawed.
Now whilst Cecelia is not referring to how we look, as I people watched round the pool all afternoon, I see ladies from many different European countries, of all ages, all different shapes and sizes, some mums, some grandparents, some in tiny bikinis, some in full swimsuits, some overly conscious, some not with a care…
But it did make me think, what is perfect?
Why is size 10 perfect? Or even size 8 or 6?
Why do we aspire to look like the images portrayed in magazines or on TV? That perfect size or perfect shape?
Looking around, it’s certainly not average, the opposite in fact.
What we need to learn ladies is to love ourselves for who and what we are. And the only aspiration we should have is to be better today than we was yesterday, better this week than last week.
To be fitter, faster, stronger.
Perfection is not paramount.
I’m happy to be flawed!
Just be you 🙂
Julie x