Not Always Perfect

I am a week behind in my reading of the blogs of others once again and have come across the Photography: 101 prompt of “Moment”.
My friend Karen shared some photos that she had taken of dolphins playing off the bow of a boat she was travelling on. She snapped the photos quickly without having the time to adjust the settings on her camera rendering the photos technically imperfect. But that is okay because the photos still captured the joy that seeing these creatures frolicking in the bow wave created within her. I got to thinking about how we are not always able to be perfect.
So many times on our blogs we write about the things that happen in life. It is rare that we portray ourselves as having flaws or behaving in less than perfect ways.
We don’t usually share photos that we have taken that are imperfect.
We don’t let others in on our little secrets because they might think less of us.

But underneath it all, we are human beings with human frailties.
We get angry.
We get upset.
We say things that we shouldn’t.
(We make a mess on the floor of our craft room that annoys the Garden Gnome ๐Ÿ˜‰ ).
Our lives aren’t perfect and I believe this is a wonderful blessing.
For if our lives were perfect, then we would have nowhere to grow and nothing to strive for.
We wouldn’t learn lessons or develop strength of character.

So in recognising our flaws we become the person that we wish to be.
I once shared a poem that I wrote about Perfection in which I lamented my imperfections and looked forward to my ability to improve. I still hold with that thought.
I am not a perfect photographer (hell no).
I am not a perfect mother (just ask my kids).
I am not a perfect partner (don’t ask the Garden Gnome because he will tell you far too much ๐Ÿ˜‰ ).
I am not a perfect daughter (I get caught up in life and forget to call).
I am not perfect.
I acknowledge my failings and in doing so I create opportunities for improvement.

In those moments of imperfection, there exists potential for growth. And I don’t intend to waste those opportunities.
Seeing those photos that Karen took made me feel a little better about myself. It helped me to realise that we aren’t all perfect and that there are people out there just like me. We don’t always achieve perfection in everything we set out to do.

There are many others in the world just like me who strive to be the best that they can but sometimes fall short of the mark and that’s a good thing because if we always hit the target then we would have nothing to aim for.

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33 thoughts on “Not Always Perfect

  1. The photo may have flaws, but I like the picture just the way it is. That’s just like people, isn’t it? We all have flaws, but shouldn’t we still like people for who they are, regardless of those flaws? Since we all have them, we shouldn’t feel that we have to always conceal them. We all know they’re there, so why not just be real?

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  2. Another post with just the right words Sue… you always have a way of saying things with such clarity that are only jumbled thoughts in my head. I am way off the mark from being perfect, I can be cranky and sometimes unreasonably so, although I like to think not, impatient, the list goes on…. and am always striving but do fall short of the mark on a regular basis. You have to not be too hard on yourself and say its okay. It happens to the best of us. I like to think well I haven’t killed anyone today, so I cant be too bad, it must be a good day ๐Ÿ˜€

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    1. It’s true that we shouldn’t be too hard on ourselves. After all, we are all works in progress.
      I like your thinking that as long as those around you are all still alive it’s been a good day though. ๐Ÿ˜€

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  3. Sue, what a wonderful post with such a wonderful message (and I love how you tied it into Karen’s post – I loved her photos of the dolphins, blur and all!) I am one who strives too often for perfection, something learned growing up, and now something I’ve passed on to my kids (and for which I have laughingly apologized to them as it being a curse). Nevertheless, it’s a difficult habit to break. So thanks for your post – it’s always good to be reminded to not take life so seriously, that it’s a journey, and that mistakes and imperfections are allowed and expected.

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    1. Thanks Stacy. I too am very hard on myself and expect more from myself than I do from others. I set the bar very high and then beat myself up when I don’t reach it.
      It’s a hard thing to remind myself that people are not perfect and it is even harder to remember that neither am I.
      Thanks for your insightful comment.

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    1. You know Paul, when I take photos I go through and delete so many that are blurred or imperfect in some way (and can’t be saved in Photoshop) but this photo I just couldn’t.

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  4. I like that photo. If we were all perfect, what a dull world this would be! I’m reminded of an episode of “Twilight Zone” titled “Number 12 Looks Just Like You” and here I cut and pasted the plot synopsis from IMDB: “In a future society everyone must undergo an operation at age 19 to become beautiful and conform to society. One young woman desperately wants to hold onto her own identity.” That episode was focused more on external/physical perfection but it gets the idea across, if you haven’t seen it, it’s kind of creepy. As always a great post Sue, made me think and that’s saying a lot hee hee ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. Thanks so much for your comment Mary. Yes, it is so difficult to be real in this life and to embrace the imperfections but it can be done. (Although I find it very hard myself).

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  5. Beautiful, wise words, Sue. I’ve just got back from doing a hike in which I made quite a few mistakes. I am definitely NOT a perfect hiking partner (or a perfect mum and so on)! I love it when people reveal their true selves, perfections and all. It helps us to feel less isolated and focused on maintaining some kind of perfect image. Thanks for sharing. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  6. You may never catch up Suz! I am about to quit trying. Right now I am reading blogs on a trip to Atlanta while H drives. My phone will only update when near service and will only go back do far. So I’m stuck again! But I found you! ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  7. I am behind as well and trying to catch up. So true about perfection. It may be something to strive for in certain situations but it’s much easier to realize that it’s about the journey and not about the destination of perfectionism.

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  8. Glad I’m not the only one who’s got behind with my reading. It’s very true we are always trying, and failing, to be perfect and we don’t always show our imperfections to the world. I love your blurry cat photo because it captures the moment so well. There are a few of that ilk coming up on my blog after my trip to Paris. Sometimes there’s no time to frame and focus, it’s just point, snap and hope. In fact one of my favourite phots was taken from a train window and is full of movement and colour but completely out of focus.

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  9. I think I blog more about my flaws than my good bits…Perfect isn’t real. People (like me) will always assume there are flaws to everyone and everything, and the more you hide them, the worse people (like me) will assume they are.
    I always find humility and gratitude in your posts.

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    1. “What is real”? asked the Velveteen Rabbit.
      Sorry. That is what came to mind when I read what you wrote about perfect not being real. I agree with the answer that the Velveteen Rabbit received. Being real is about having frayed edges and worn (and loved) bits. It’s not about being flawless.
      Thank you for your lovely words Joey. ๐Ÿ™‚ You are truly a gem.

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