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Perfection seems to be a term that so many people are striving for today.  I hear all the time, Im not there, but I am close or Im getting there.  Perfection is a far off goal that so many reach for as if it is some destination.  You have to have a perfect painting or the house has to be perfect or he or she has to be perfect.  It looks and feels as if we beat ourselves up over stuff like perfection.

My most recent experience with this was putting my aunts floor in her office.  It was relatively simple and making sure you get your first cuts straight are very important, which i did.  There were a few, three to be exact, cuts that were not 100% perfect.  I was beating myself up about this and would cut another board and put it in its place only to find that cut was a little off as well.  The seams wouldn't line up exactly.  The more I worked it the more frustrated I got.  I finally got a cut that was good enough for my taste and said, "good enough"

When I awoke this morning…


By definition it means:

Having no one else present; on ones own Without others' help or participation; single-handed
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Often times, like today, I feel alone.  Thoughts of my mother and father crowd my already racing mind of thoughts and I begin feeling overwhelmed.  I start to have the thoughts that I need to be somewhere else, doing something "better" with my life.  I begin to feel that I am not doing "what" I am supposed to be doing.  It could be a combination of the weather, time of year, lack of consistent exercise and too much alcohol in the system.
In truth, nothing is different from yesterday.  I am still healthy, still breathing and still here, a feat that I don't take lightly or for granted.  I had a conversation with a friend yesterday about "why bad things happen to good people".  I feel in truth, that life is just life, without a guarantee of goodness or badness.  It is our per…