I’m dreaming of vacations in far off places with little white lace dresses, big sunhats, and basket bags. Where the weather stays warm enough to not have to worry about sweaters and jackets. Places where I can dig my toes in the sand and the only things I have to worry about are which pretty summer dress I’ll wear and applying enough sunscreen.
I wish I could tell you that my life is as picture perfect as some may think or as Instagram makes it appear to be. But I’d be lying if I told you that. I have imperfections just like anyone else. Good days and bad days. Ups and Downs. But the one flaw that seems to affect me day in and day out, and that I’ve been working so hard to get rid of, is …
