Perfection

I've spent the last year putting others on pedestals of utter perfection and then telling myself that I wasn't worth anything because I am imperfect. I realized something recently... Life happens to everyone. And just like the majority of my fellow earthlings, the only thing that's really wrong with me is that I'm human.

Before I could come to that conclusion though, I had to discover that I was loved.

And then I had to make the decision to love myself, no matter what.

That's my inspired thought of the month... Which I say like it's a blogging tradition of mine... Ha!

I miss the ranch every single day.

And I am grateful for a million different things that I don't have to miss every day.

Every day is beautiful, special, and bright because I can't help but be constantly reminded how blessed I am.

If you are still reading this... I'm sorry that you don't have anything better to do. Most of this is just word-soup on the screen.

Music makes me feel some really powerful things.

I miss sandwiches. And homemade soup with yummy noodles. And muffins. And cookies. And pancakes.

But mostly sandwiches.

Fessing up is awkward... but healthy.

The BYU-I Center is beautiful. I wandered around and looked at the art last week and wept the entire time.

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"We forfeit three-fourths of ourselves in order to be like other people." -Arthur Schopenhauer

I agree with Artie.

So, in conclusion I would like to say that there is ALWAYS more to be grateful for than there is to be upset about. Always.

That's pretty much it for me. I'm going to close my laptop now and go sit in the dark playing UNO on my ipod until I fall asleep.