Accepting Life's Imperfections

Everybody wants life to go as smoothly as possible. The perfect childhood, perfect wedding, perfect baby, perfect body, etc. But when you stop and realize that something so important may not turn out perfect, or even close to it, it feels like someone ripped your heart out. You can't breathe, and while imagining the worst, you possibly start thinking the worst is for sure going to happen. Not knowing is an intense feeling -- how will you cope when the unexpected happens? If everything doesn't happen according to plan, what's the next step? With so much pressure in the world to be as perfect as possible how do you handle the blows from unfriendly neighbors? Certain people are blessed with certain physical features and what if something happens, to where that perfect physique can no longer hold up? All those people that were jealous snigger and laugh because in their eyes, you're no longer better than them (not that you ever truly were) Along with perfect physique, what about the perfect family? What happens when your child turns out to be everything you always said they would never be? Eventually, while your sitting there imagining your future, you'll bump into the fact that nothing will ever be perfect. And while you have that feeling of your heart being ripped from your chest, and the ideas of the worst scenario, you'll have to take a step back and realize--maybe for the first time-- maybe imperfect really isn't all that bad.