The beauty of being perfectly imperfect

I like perfectly imperfect people. In case you are wondering why, it is to integrate the concept that we are all perfect as we are and my aversion to perfect people. I have been around perfect people, or better, who really believed they were perfect, and they are the only "thing" I am allergic to. I allowed them to destroy my self esteem when I was younger, so now, in my early 50s, I stay away from them, while really enjoying the multitude of perfectly imperfect people that enrich my life. And my life has become so much better since, about 10 years ago, I started this process of freeing myself from those “perfect” people. Today I am a happily imperfect mother of three wonderfully imperfect teens, and girlfriend of the most amazing perfectly imperfect man. And all the family, friends, colleagues that I cherish most, are part of this perfectly imperfect tribe 🙂 . If you also believe in the beauty, creativity, genius of being part of such a tribe, read on...I will share our struggles, our wins, and plenty of tricks to make the most out of your greatest quality: the gift of perfect imperfection!