by Deborah Steinmetz

Created on: May 02, 2008   Last Updated: October 31, 2008

First and foremost, I am imperfect. I don't really say this because I have a poor self esteem, I am simply put - Honest and realistic. Not just honest with others, but with myself and my limitations, my not so pretty side, and I am very deeply aware of my shortcomings as well as the wonderful me that lives and breathes within my physical self.

I could go on and on and tell all of my wonderful attributes and characteristics, but first, let's look at the reality of the darker side of me. I can be very irritable when pushed and although it can take a lot to get me to the point of explosive behavior, it can and does happen. Of course, my genetic donors, father being Italian and Mother being Irish, most definitely mixed an explosive cocktail which most definitely lent a hand to this particular expressive behavior. If you add in just a pinch of menopause.. well, let us just suffice to say, my kids know when to stop pushing my buttons.

I have little tolerance for Martyrdom, and I sincerely dislike the behavior of those that always seem to make themselves a 'victim', even when their demise is a result of their own doing.

I find it disconcerting that some people who FEEL that they are such a good person, just can not understand why they have to go through such difficult times. As if magically some fairy will sprinkle special dust on them for being good.

Now that you have heard most of my uglies, I suppose I could coat it with a bit of sugar here.
I am kind, and to a fault. I say this because no matter how explosive I can get, I am very careful with the words I use so as not to emotionally damage anyone in the path of my wrath. I can be selfish at times, but for the most part I am a very giving and caring person.

I love all of the people in my life, and all of those that have come and gone in my life. I believe I lack the 'hate' gene. I say this because, no matter what wrongs have been done to me in my life, I can not muster up enough negative emotion to waste on another human being.

I am an attractive person on the outside, and I keep on working hard to be a better person that I think I really am on the inside. I am a single mom of 4 great kids, and I do refer to them as my eggs. Three of them are teenagers, so those eggs are a little scrambled right now, but I have hope for them.

As a recap.. I am just human, I cry, I laugh, I act a fool to get someone to laugh, and if you touch my heart, I will go to the ends of the earth to assure that you know that your love is appreciated and returned... and... I am still a work in progress!

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