Perfect


Oh how I wish I could make sure that my daughter will understand this and live this. How I wish my son will… and how much I wish I can make sure I realize this too. “Perfect” is an obsession. As much as it lies in the eye of the beholder. 

Perfect doesn’t really exist. Because there will always be something someone involves thinks could be better. And yet it’s there. It’s that moment that makes us feel good, that warm, cozy feeling we have. If only we would not question it but simply live it, accept it and… enjoy…

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8 thoughts on “Perfect

  1. Perfect exists only in the state of acceptance and patience for ourselves. Unless you’re talking about a steak. Then medium well, with peppercorn and a butter sear – that’s perfection.

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