Products.

We are all the product of our families.

Some more damaged than others.

Some way more dysfunctional than we would ever believe.

Or even acknowledge.

Others so perfect it seems out of a fairy tale.

But neither of these situations dictates who we will be.

Nor does it mean we need to become damaged because of it.

Or a version of perfection.

Easier said than done.

But not impossible.

Strategic.

Hard.

But we can't believe that we will follow in footsteps, or become what we saw, we learned, even what we were taught.

We can prevail.

We don't need to repeat the bad, and yet, conversely we may not be as good.

But we can always try our best, no matter what that looks like.

Even if sometimes it presents itself as a perfect mess.

Promise.

Xoxo,

C.