Perfection is Fluid and Flawed

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Many times we strive to fit into a mold. We have an idea in our mind that tells us what perfect is. No one is perfect. Nothing is perfect. There will always be someone who can find the flaw.  Often time the flaw is the best part of the situation.

So today, just  find a flaw that made things wonderful.

One comes to mind quickly. There was a young girl at her dance recital that didn’t want to stop dancing when the music stopped. She announced rather loudly that she just wasn’t done. She completed the things she felt that were needed and then said, “Now I am done, thanks for waiting.” It was perfectly, imperfect.

Please share it will the rest of us.