Imperfection becomes perfection.....

Imperfection becomes perfection..... What exactly does that mean, I will tell you what I think for me it means. I was sitting last night working on my tree, it's my latest obsession. Bella was on the floor scooting around and getting into everything, as she usually does, All of a sudden, out of the corner of my eye, I felt the flash of a camera. At that precise moment, we were making a memory, She holding her red ornament and me looking at the tree, fussing that it be perfect. I felt this warmth come over me, like I had just done something with her, that would last a lifetime for me. I knew, I had no bra on, my teeth were not in my mouth and I looked plain fat, BUT, in that one flash, I felt everything around us, WAS perfect. I looked like the perfect Grandma, with perky Ta Ta's and teeth too and Bella's eye wasn't all red and swollen, But when I saw the picture, I knew I was right, the seemingly perfect picture had not occurred, I did look like I had no teeth in and yes indeedy, gravity had taken over after all these years, oh yes and even though I have lost 88 pounds, I need to lose 88 more, but you know what? At that one perfect moment in time, locked in by a camera, Imperfection had become perfection......
This search for the perfect picture made me wonder, how many photos have you taken where you can remember back to the exact time the picture was taken? Most of our memories are locked in our minds as an ideal situation. Do you [not] show people some of the pictures you think show off the bad stuff, or do you see what you felt when the picture was taken? I felt that last night, while the Christmas songs were playing, my mind was wandering back in time to Christmas's past and how much I loved and love Christmas and how none of them, can I remember a bad time, and at times all things are not perfect, but while Bella was happy, I was happy, life was and is perfect for us this year. We have so much to thank [our] God for. We have been given so many gifts of pure love. If I were to die tomorrow, I hope I will still have my mind, so that I can reflect on the good times of my life, the times when imperfection has become perfection.....
Peace and :
Merry Christmas!