Comments on: Marge Kennedy: “Becoming our best while looking our worst” http://www.thedhx.com/2008/02/08/marge-kennedy-becoming-our-best-while-looking-our-worst/ A mom and a stepmom share stories, ideas, friendship and family Tue, 06 Jan 2009 20:31:31 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 By: Little Wren http://www.thedhx.com/2008/02/08/marge-kennedy-becoming-our-best-while-looking-our-worst/comment-page-1/#comment-740 Little Wren Tue, 12 Feb 2008 03:32:01 +0000 http://www.thedhx.com/2008/02/08/marge-kennedy-becoming-our-best-while-looking-our-worst/#comment-740 PS: Thank you for the virtual hug. I needed it! PS:
Thank you for the virtual hug. I needed it!

]]> By: Little Wren http://www.thedhx.com/2008/02/08/marge-kennedy-becoming-our-best-while-looking-our-worst/comment-page-1/#comment-739 Little Wren Tue, 12 Feb 2008 03:30:47 +0000 http://www.thedhx.com/2008/02/08/marge-kennedy-becoming-our-best-while-looking-our-worst/#comment-739 I was sitting in my bathrobe on Sunday morning, with my bedhead and morning breath, and this concept crossed my mind. (Sometimes I like to start the coffee before brushing my teeth. Then I get distracted.) As I sat at the kitchen table, I thought back to how mortified I used to feel if anyone ever caught me in that state. But I felt comfortable sitting there. It was just the kids, my SO, and me. I guess it's part of letting yourself feel vulnerable enough to show the real you. You know, the one who hasn't showered yet. The one who isn't sporting fancy pajamas. It may not be pretty, but it's honest. I was sitting in my bathrobe on Sunday morning, with my bedhead and morning breath, and this concept crossed my mind. (Sometimes I like to start the coffee before brushing my teeth. Then I get distracted.)

As I sat at the kitchen table, I thought back to how mortified I used to feel if anyone ever caught me in that state.

But I felt comfortable sitting there. It was just the kids, my SO, and me.

I guess it’s part of letting yourself feel vulnerable enough to show the real you. You know, the one who hasn’t showered yet. The one who isn’t sporting fancy pajamas.

It may not be pretty, but it’s honest.

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