A friend posted the following quote on her facebook yesterday
I am perfect with my imperfections, secure in my insecurities, Happy in my pain, strong in my weakness, I am me 🙂
and another friend posted this wisbit from wisdom commons
I wonder if gratefulness is the bridge from sorrow to joy, spanning the chasm of our anxious striving. Freed from the burden of unbridled desires, we can enjoy what we have, celebrate what we’ve attained, and appreciate the familiar. For if we can’t be happy now, we’ll likely not be happy when.
I felt like I *should* go to the day of mindfulness today. Instead I opted for a bit of fun and lightness. Kryten and I watched Kite Runner last night and then our other favorite show.
Life is messy. We have a broken toilet, my mom will be here on Tues, and I really just don’t care. Why do I strive to have things be “perfect” when there is no such thing?
Instead today amidst the chaos I am going to be grateful for what I have accomplished in my life thus far and for my family.
Really, what else matters?