Profection has been reached 

Perfection. I don’t believe in perfection, never did. To me, perfection is nothing more than a dilution of the mind. So I never tried for anything on the bases of reaching perfection. It turns out my take on this is slightly off. Turns out perfection is real and I have reached it more than once. Turns out ‘Real Love’ from an honest heart is perfection at it’s finest moment in time.

When I fell in love with my wife and mustarded up the nerve to ask her out for the first time, that was perfection.

When I first saw my daughter’s face right after she was born, that was perfection.

All the father and son movements I spent with my dad, that was perfection.

When a woman with her own kids to feed adopted me and became my new mom, that was perfection.

When a few strangers on this site reached out to me and became my off site friends, that was perfection.

When I look at all the moments where real love had touch my life by the life of another, there was perfection.

As long as I have real love from others, I will always have perfection grace my life. I never have to ever try to reach for protection cause those who really love me are always reaching for me and that’s perfection in my eyes.