Welcome

WELCOME!  WELCOME!  WELCOME! It’s hard to believe this day is finally here!  After much contemplation and way more four letter words than I care to admit, Imperfection Revolution is up and running!

Feel free to check the “About Me” page to learn a little more about who I am and watch some of the picture slide shows to put faces to names. To learn more about my background, this blog and to find out what you’re in store for; continue reading!

I’ve been a stay at home mom for over 20 years.   For privacy purposes I  considered lovingly referring to my sons as Son #1 and Son #2.  The numbers refer to birth order, 1 being my oldest and 2 being my youngest.  It does NOT refer to my favorite and least favorite because if I’m being completely honest, that changes from moment to moment depending on many factors.  For instance, who has the bigger attitude that day or who ignored my request to take the garbage out!  In the end  I decided to go with their names, Tristan is Son #1 and Noah is Son #2. Half the time I can’t remember their names or I call them by the dog’s name.  Trying to add new nicknames seemed like a good way to confuse myself and you!  I’ve been married to my best friend, Bryan,  for 19 years and if you’re good at math you just figured out Tristan came before hubs put a ring on it!  No worries, it all worked out in the end.

Tristan was born 7 weeks premature with a rare adult cancer and subsequently Addison’s Disease.  As a result of chemotherapy, medical complications and many neurological insults, he is on the Autism Spectrum. It’s been a LONG journey to get where we are today with many bumps along the road, but today I feel I have so many lessons and experiences to share.  Ten years ago I wrote a book about our journey through cancer and autism called An Angel’s Kiss.

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For years I’ve been approached by readers asking when the next book was coming, but many things stood in my way.  Raising my sons, returning to school full-time, advocating relentlessly, fighting for services and ultimately the fact that I know this journey will never end for us.  Tristan will always have autism, therefore; I could spend a lifetime writing book after book to keep everyone updated.  The better choice is this blog!

Because of our journey with Tristan, I can obviously write about all things special needs and I will.  Most days I feel like I don’t need school because the University of Life has provided me with several degrees already!  But, I also realize I have a lot to say about other areas of life such as  motherhood, mental illness, marriage, being an adult student, being a woman, advocacy, finding the good in this world, standing in your own power, and learning to love yourself.  I’m not sure that this blog will fit neatly into a specific niche and that in and of itself speaks volumes.

The name Imperfection Revolution comes from my desire to start a movement where we stop trying to conform to some perfect standard put forth by others. Whether you are special needs, disabled, overweight, thin, black, brown, purple or anything else….you are perfectly imperfect.  We all are!  Our imperfections are what make us who we are.  They make us stand out from others.  They make us ultimately perfect.  It’s all about perspective.  I’m here to share my experiences, my thoughts, my struggles and my wins in hopes of inspiring you to stop seeing your imperfections as flaws!  To inspire you to love yourself  BECAUSE of  your imperfections!

I once read a story that talked about the adversity caterpillars go through in their metamorphosis to become a butterfly.  They’re seen as imperfect creatures who eat, fatten up, and then hide themselves in a cocoon.  Eventually they’re ready to reenter the world but in order to do so, they have to beat themselves against the side of the cocoon to break free.  We all  know what happens next; a beautiful butterfly emerges ready to fly.  At some point we are all caterpillars beating ourselves against a society that doesn’t want us to be different.  That wants to judge, shame and criticize us if we don’t live up to some unrealistic standard. We spend our lives reinventing ourselves, changing, evolving and going through rebirths.   I’m here to tell you, no matter what you think of yourself, we’re all butterflies.  Every single one of us!