i wanted a perfect ending. now, i've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. delicious ambiguity.
we are all striving for perfection. aren't we? but, life isn't perfect. and we just don't know when things are going to fall into place.* and i suspect that even when they do, we won't have fully known that this perfect sequence of events led us to our destiny until much, much later. we will never understand. dreams aren't meant to be realized overnight. not all prayers are meant to be answered. but, we keep chugging along. without knowing. but, trusting. and hoping. and believing. because one day, we will wake up and realize we could not have ever fabricated nor wished for a more perfect ending.
*congratulations to kindred spirit, a is for reader, and lifelong friend kristin for realizing her perfect ending last week. and allowing everything to fall perfectly into place. i wish you nothing but a lifetime of happiness, fulfillment, learning and love. cheers!