“If I waited for perfection, I would never write a word” -Margaret Atwood
If I had waited for perfection, I would have never started a blog, written a post, and made new friends via an online space of continuous community.
If I had waited for perfection, I would have never applied to colleges other than the college of my dreams. I would have been bitter at not going to the school of my choice, and would have missed out on a learning experience that still stays with me to this day. I would have missed out on that amazing moment of holding my bachelor’s degree in my hand and marveling at the fact that that is indeed my name on the document.
If I had waited for perfection, I wouldn’t have taken the job after college that led me to a chance meeting with my future husband. Had I waited for what I deemed to be the perfect job, I would have missed out on a future with an amazing man and a precious and beautiful daughter.
If I had waited for perfection… I would still be waiting.
Because life is not perfect. In fact, it is the absolute opposite of perfect. Sure, there are good moments and most of the time, things seem to work in your favor. But the whole of life is messy and imperfect, like some sort of beautiful disaster.
And that is how it is supposed to be.
Don’t wait for perfection. Don’t wait for “the perfect moment”. Let life happen.
I guarantee there will be bits of perfection sprinkled through