Covid, political divides, natural disasters…carnage in Ukraine…
hunger, oppression, bigotry…agony and pain.
I imagine for some people the best thing they can say abut 2022
Is that they have survived…is that they made it through.
No year is ever perfect…for in that time frame—12 months long…
there are many mistakes that will be made…many things that can go wrong.
But once we accept an entire year cannot be perfect…we’re no longer filled with fear…
and we begin to look for moments of perfection in the imperfections of the year.
An engagement, a wedding, a newborn baby’s birth…
friendships…all the beauty that surrounds us on this Earth.
We realize these moment of perfection are attainable…
they don’t have to be a fantasy…a myth.
how they depend less upon the moment…
and more on who we share that moment with.
Imagine how long we’d have to wait…how often we would pause…
If we chose to see as perfect…only moments without flaws.
Take my poetry for instance…(no comments please!) but wouldn’t it be absurd…
If I waited for that perfect poem…why I’d never write a word.
So I’d rather spend my time looking for perfection in the imperfect year ahead…
which bings me not to many New Year’s resolutions…but only one instead
As I step into a new year…this is what I’m going to do….
I resolve to look for more moments of perfection than I found in 2022.
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