How to be Perfect . . . or not.

by Kandas Nesbitt-Rodarte

This is a life lesson that I have carried with me since high school. I don’t remember the name of the instructor, but I remember the story. You don’t have to be perfect. You just have to be nice.


Boba Fett and Kandas Nesbitt-Rodarte

Boba Fett and Kandas Nesbitt-Rodarte

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Kandas Nesbitt-Rodarte founded MomGeek.com in 1999. She is a pioneer in online custom furniture sales, award-winning speaker, coffee lover, Sci-Fi fan, mom, NADA certified Archery instructor, Girl Scout leader and all-around groovy woman.  Not necessarily in that order.

When she isn’t hanging out with her good pal, Bobba Fett, Kandas can be found teaching small business owners how she grew her custom furniture business by replacing traditional advertising with an Appreciation Marketing System.

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Scared to Fail

by Amy Edmonson

I remember the first day of kindergarten. It felt like I didn’t sleep the night before. My mind went through everything that could go wrong. I would forget how to spell my name. I would trip in front of everyone. I would miss my bus. But the worst was I was horrified that no one would like me. I would be different. I would have on clothes that would be different and make me look like a dork. I would say something stupid or say I liked something uncool. I was so worried about standing out. I wanted to look like, sound like, act like everyone else. I even asked my grandma for my ninth birthday to get a jean shirt and jean jacket that everyone else was wearing. She laughed because I told her now I was like all my friends.

I would love to say that as I got older, I outgrew that need to be exactly like everyone else. Unfortunately, it got worse. I decided what clothes I got based on what everyone else had on. My music wasn’t really about what I liked but more what everyone was listening to. My biggest high school fear was standing out. The kids whom found their own path didn’t do so well in a school of people trying find acceptance by pushing others out. Marching to your own drum didn’t come with heaps of friends. As a so called grown up, it didn’t get much better. We ask people “those” questions. What school did you go to? What job do you have? Who did you marry? Do you have kids? If you think that we adults have lost the desire to fit in, tell a group of people your dreams, you want to start a business instead of getting a job, or you have seven children. Sometimes, they are truly shocked but sometimes there is a look of disgust.

It wasn’t until my children started school that it truly hit me. I saw them stuff their strengths, their talents, their dreams so that others wouldn’t laugh. Seeing such amazing children with unlimited potential scared to fail made me realizes that I want to stand out. I want to do what others don’t. I want to look weird. I want people to laugh. Leaders stand out. Winners stand out. Champions stand out. They are successful and you remember them because they get out of the crowd of mediocrity as fast as their legs will carry them. Mediocrity hurts far more than failing. Mediocrity sticks forever. Laughter last a moment.

To get where I want to go, I have to be me. Not the me that the world wants to see but the me I need to be. I need to embrace what has value to me and accept being laughed out as a compliment. I am unique for a reason. My song will be sung, loud, strong, and slightly off key. But I will be brave enough to sing it.


Amy Edmonson

Amy Edmonson

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Amy Edmonson is an award-winning writer, former military wife and proud mother of seven beautiful children ages 2 to 13. She encourages women to share their personal story through individually created custom lockets by Origami Owl.

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