Perfectly Imperfect

Today I want to take a second to appreciate being human. A moment to reflect on the way imperfections create perfect moments. I want to remind myself that being human is to be imperfect, and isn’t that just wonderful?

How many lovely sunsets I’ve seen, painted across the sky…but the most memorable ones are the ones where I wasn’t just spectating, I was living. The birds cawing a little too loudly, or maybe a breeze just slightly too cold for comfort. How many hugs I’ve received, but the most special ones are the ones where I was squeezed a little too tight. How special to be loved so much that an imperfectly tight squeeze creates a perfect memory of warmth and safety.

There are days that feel impossible, and days I wish to remember forever. There are moments that feel like they’ll never end, and moments ever fleeting. Sometimes I forget to take a step back and remember that these aren’t just moments – this is my life.

Some days my skin is breaking out, my hair isn’t shiny, and my head hurts. On those days, it feels like a competition to look like someone with clear skin and shiny hair. Often, I fail to remember that my beauty isn’t defined by my appearance, but by who I choose to be. And if it weren’t for the days I feel a little more down, how would I understand the days I feel amazing? How would I appreciate those moments?

To all of the beautiful women (which is you, yes you), you are not alone if some days you feel like the imperfections outweigh the rest. But just know, your imperfections are perfect because they are you.

Just some things I’ve been thinking about…

Xoxo,

Maya Aliya