This morning I made my daughter and myself some hard-boiled eggs. As usual I struggled to peel them and could not help but laugh at myself. I love a perfectly peeled egg. There is just something so satisfying about it, smooth, clean, and pretty to look at.
Of course one of them just had to give me a hard time. It came out looking like a toddler had gnawed on it. I was instantly irritated. I refused to put it in my breakfast box, but my seven-year-old ate it without a second thought. Because even with all its bumps and missing pieces, it still tasted just as good as the perfect ones.
Could you imagine being an imperfect hard boiled egg, overlooked and discarded, not because you lack value, but because you don’t fit into someone else’s picture of perfection?
Too often I have felt like that egg. I have found myself crying or feeling less than because of failed relationships, left with those familiar questions, What is wrong with me, and Why am I not good enough?
But here is the truth. Nobody is perfect. And just because one person does not choose you does not mean you are not worthy.
Somewhere out there is someone who does not care about the dents, the cracks, or the rough edges. Someone who sees you and thinks, yes, that is exactly what I want.
And trust me, when they find you, they will not hesitate. They will not pick you apart. They will not set you aside.
They will want you just as you are.
And baby, they will eat you up without a second thought. 😏🥚
Love ya, Bye!
Tee Talk 