Musings from a Busy Mom

Being a leader is tough.  We are not perfect, and as much as we don't like the fact… we will make mistakes in leading.     Being a leader means when you make a mistake, many will see it.   Being a leader means when you mess up, everyone in your group will be affected.   Being a leader means knowing how to handle these situations. If you are a leader in any type of group, you already know that you cannot please everyone every time, and that sometimes your group just isn't the right fit for someone. However, you should never let those two truths become a crutch.  You will make mistakes.  You will sometimes be wrong.  How you handle your mistakes and respond to those who point out an issue is what will mark you as a leader. When someone has a grievance against your decisions or leaves your group, you have two choices:  hide behind the thought that your group is not a good fit for everyone and that people just like to complain   - or -  pray, look at your mo

I am not the same person I once was.  I have grown maturely, emotionally, spiritually, and yes, physically.  But I have a secret.  For ten years I have despised my body.  The people who knew me in high school and during my college years knew a pencil-thin girl, one who could eat a super-sized Big Mac meal and ask what was for dessert - and never gain an ounce.  I am 5'10" and during those teen and young adult years my weight fluctuated between 115 and 125 pounds.  I remember one school teacher pulling me aside because he was concerned that I was anorexic (I had gotten to 100 pounds at that point).  I assured him I ate more than my fair share - my weight simply never showed it.   I was not super skinny - not like the models who in real life are so emaciated it pains me to look at them.  I was underweight, but healthy, even though my doctors wanted me to gain ten pounds.  They just didn't pack on.   I did have a brief period of time where got up to a size 14  (look