Imperfect and Proud: Embracing Your Flawed Self
Would it be weird if I admitted that I take pleasure in other people’s mistakes?
Now, I’m not saying I rejoice over failed marriages or foreclosures. I’m not a complete jerk.
I’m talking about little “whoopsies” that remind me that we’re all imperfect humans, even the people who appear superhuman at times.
I subscribe to a bunch of email newsletters (as I’ve mentioned, it’s my fave way to keep up with blogs). Internet gurus, marketing mavens, crafty creatives, mommy entrepreneurs, healthy lifestyle leaders, and even other life coaches.
I have broad tastes and I like to see what everyone else is up to.
This week I noticed typos (gasp!) in ezines from 2 separate entrepreneurs—women I highly respect and admire. And before you think I’m some crazy grammar Nazi, I have nearly 10 years’ experience as an editor, so I notice these things whether I want to or not.
One woman wrote “had” when she meant “hard.” Meh. OK, it’s easy to drop a letter when you’re typing fast.
The other woman wrote “latter” when she meant “ladder,” as in climbing the corporate ladder. Eep.
These typos made me smile because I love the work these women do, and it’s nice to see that they’re normal just like me. They work hard, put out amazing content, and enrich the lives of the women they serve. That’s what I aspire to do with my business too.
But I WILL make mistakes—tons of them! I’ve already made plenty, big and small. And oodles of typos too.
I’m figuring out everything as I go along. I’m learning new things daily. I’m so imperfect, and you are too.
What loveable flaws do you have?
Can you laugh at your mistakes?
When do you get over yourself and get moving imperfectly?
Here’s how I live imperfectly:
- I forget people’s names easily, but I can somehow remember the words to every song in every Disney animated movie. Hakuna matata, indeed.
- I’m forever covered in dog hair, but who cares when it’s from this wiggle butt?
- I’m hopelessly uncoordinated in my Zumba class, but I still get in there and shake my groove thang.
Imperfection makes life more interesting—so love your flaws!
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I’m a huge fan of this idea – this imperfection is a sign of your humanity thing. I am SO far from perfect, and it is *all* good. I laugh and point out my ridiculous faults (most of em…I do have insecurities that I need to work on, and those are tougher to laugh about), and do you know what? People tend to love me more for it.
Thanks Sage – as always – for making it cool to be human 🙂
xo
K
I agree, I think that imperfections help us! I’m horrible at remembering names, too, and I’m not graceful. At all. Last year’s broken elbow incident is just one of the many times I’ve hurt myself from being a klutz. 🙂
I try to be better at remembering names, but it’s so hard. If I say it a few times before the other person leaves, then it’s easier to remember. Of course, then I look weird for repeating their name over and over.
Aww I love this post! I think our little imperfections give us character and make us unique 🙂 I’m definitely guilty of the typos, ha! My training session tonight is also a great example! I was hitting pads for the first time in MONTHS (maybe 4-6) and it was like no time passed and my trainer taught me some new advanced drills. He hadn’t tried them out on anyone and I was the guinea pig and I picked them up pretty quickly and he was so happy. Then… walking out of the session after totally killing it… I tripped on one of the benches and almost fell on my face. I laughed SO HARD! It was awesome! Luckily I recovered and didn’t go down so it wasn’t a total embarrassment 😉
Oh, that sucks! At least you were OK and able to laugh at yourself. I can be clumsy too. 🙂