Perfect no more

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There was a time when I was a perfectionist

I would agonize over things

But that time is passed

I’ve learned we’re all imperfect

And it’s OK to acknowledge that

Perfection is a prison

Our ‘self’ is the prisoner

I left that prison some time in the past

Actually you can bond over your flaws with your friends

Isn’t it stressful to have a perfect friend?

We all strive for perfection

But we don’t have to reach it every time 

My knitting teacher told me long ago

That flaws are part of hand knitted things

It’s what sets them apart from machine made ones

It makes them unique and one of a kind

Now, I do what I do with heart and soul

But it’s OK if I don’t reach perfection

This is so liberating I find

Flaws are part of a well-lived life

February 23rd, 2021

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