Imperfections

There is a prevailing thought that if you are perfect, your life will be perfect.  If you have the perfect body, great paying and satisfying job, incredible intelligence, great wisdom, etc, you’ll be loved and accepted by everybody.  In the end, the body and mind decay.  There is no way to preserve everything even though we’ll try anything to do so.  We age. We die.  The imperfections that we have are what make us unique.  They are what makes us what we are.