All this talk of imperfection made me stop and think about the intense pressure we always put on ourselves to have the perfect job, be the perfect wife or the best mother, have the cutest dog, the best kids, the nicest house, the most beautiful blog, take gorgeous pictures, throw amazing dinner parties...the list is endless. I am dizzy just thinking about it. All this striving for perfection leaves little room in our lives for mistakes and a lot of room for the guilt we always lay on ourselves when we feel like we can't do it all..."perfectly".
I've seen this building in Brooklyn before but never had a good photo opp until today. I love it because it reminds me that even perfect isn't perfect all the time. And that's OK.
|Don't ask me how many clicks of the shutter from different angles it took me|
until I thought I had the "perfect" shot. Argh! When will I learn to listen to my own advice?!