God has this thing he does to perfectionists — he makes them mothers. In some ways, perfectionism can be a friend. It motives us. It propels us forward. It moves us closer to excellence. Growing up, it served me well. It helped me in school and athletics. Upon graduating from graduate school, it continued to serve me well. It helped me be good at my job. And all along the way, it helped me juggle more than perhaps I should […]
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