Hey there family! It's me again. First, can I ramble? Forgive me. I've been binging Sex and the City, so I'm definitely in my Carrie Bradshaw era. When I was younger, elementary school-aged, I wrote lots of poetry. My 5th-grade reading teacher, Mrs. Latta, gave me a notebook that I would write long-hand poetry almost every day. Mostly, it was just word vomit on a page, but I wrote some pretty decent pieces, too. Unfortunately, I don't have any of my school-aged poetry anymore. Still, I can reminisce on this time in my life in great detail and appreciate my early creativity. I wanted to write a poem today - and title it Perfectly Imperfect. But I write blog posts now, so I wanted to share some of my thoughts with you. If you're like me, you've read all the relationship-related think-pieces on Twitter (his mama named him Twitter!) I mean between the 50/50 conversations, red pill podcasts, horror stories of marriage mishaps, and 20v1 video clips, there's eno...
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