*This post has been in holding for a couple of months. Sometimes it's hard to be honest and raw. I pray my honesty will be a help to someone today. I don't measure up. I know I don't. I can look at anyone my age and see a million things I'm not or can't be. I am so not the homeschool Mom who explains Algebra perfectly and never raises her voice. I am not the Mom who enjoys playing Barbies for hours (although a little Barbie time is great). I am not the wife who has supper on the table promptly at 5:00 pm each day. I am not the wife who never questions her husband and just joyfully follows (I always question actually). I am not the daughter who thinks selflessly of her parents and helps them with practical tasks like they deserve. I am not the sister who calls her brother weekly to tell him she loves him (even though I do love him so). I am not the friend who calls daily because honestly I am not sure I'll know what to say. I am not the Christian who giv
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