Imperfection

Just Like Me

There are people I admire for their love and their exuberance. It just feels good to be around them. But I don’t live with them. There’s a distance between myself and any person I believe leads a life without blemish. 

Once I sat in a workshop led by a person, (I’ll call them Jane), and Jane’s partner. I believed Jane walked an inch above the ground. Her partner lived with Jane. With love and understanding Jane’s partner told those of us in attendance that everyone loves Jane and thinks her generosity and love come naturally to her, but Jane puts a lot of effort into being the person she is.  

Jane’s partner give me a fleeting glimpse behind the curtain that afternoon. A person I perceived and admired as perfect has to work at it. Just like me.  

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