Thursday, September 16, 2010

real life

 

i always figured that to be beautiful, i'd have to have a perfect shape. i also thought the only way to have a good life was for everything else to be wonderful, easy, perfect.  it's how children think.


i'm not a child anymore. i don't have a perfect life. i don't have a perfect body.

i do have a good life, a wondrously joy-filled life.

because:

real life is about cords, and tanks.  it's about the little girl so full of happiness to see something new, it makes the world a better place.



it's about being loved. it's about loving. real life is this crazy mixed up thing, the bitter, the sad, the sweet, the wonderful.  if i waited until i looked just so, if i waited until lia had no encumbrances, we'd miss so much.

here's to this imperfect life.

5 comments:

Laura said...

Oh, Rhys. I have no words. And that's really saying something for this writer. You express it so that I feel as though I'm standing there next to you, watching something painfully beautiful, tears running down my face. Here's to this imperfect life, indeed.

the three wise menn said...

AMEN! Beatifully written.

Andrea

Christine said...

So your name is Rhys?? I was just about to ask you because I wanted to address you by your name instead of just Tumbleweed Girl. This is a beautiful post. Truly. Your heart and thoughts are what makes you beautiful... but I think you already know that. Blessings.

Tina said...

Rhys:

You are beautiful..inside and out. I've known you in the blog world for over a year now....I've been witness to your beautiful heart.

I stop by often to catch up....Lia is growing up so fast. Keep doing what you are doing....because it is working!

Hugs

◄ Lisa ► said...

Rhys, I loved these pictures...you and Lia? Both are beautiful, no question about it. The most beautiful things and people fit no molds; they are simply real and make you smile to look at them.

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