Perfect Imperfection.

I kind of feel like those two words sum up my life right now.

I'm no stranger to road blocks, arguments, insecurities, or faults, but life still feels pretty damn good right now.

In fact, life has never fit me better.

I'm chasing a writing career and making the most amazing friends in the process.

I can feel insecure about something, but thanks to April, I don't feel insecure AND alone. I used to feel both, before I met her, and those were dark times.

I'm learning to accept that not everyone is going to like who I am, what I say, or how I say it - and that's okay. It's really, really okay.

I've learned to cut myself a break when I screw up.

I'm trying to be less judgemental - but I'll be honest, I'm not where I need to be on this.

I've got an incredible relationship with both parents, and for that I'm grateful.

For years, I felt like all I had were puzzle pieces that didn't quite fit the way they should.

I'd try to force the picture together, fracturing myself even further.

Over time, I lived, learned, grew, loved, lost and evolved.

Eventually, the pieces began to fit.

Without effort.

I no longer fret about what my life will look like in ten years.

I prefer to spend my energy focusing on how I can make today look even better than it already does.

And today looks pretty darn good, kids.

See for yourselves:



Yeah...I know.

I'm thankful every day.