Life is a collection of perfectly imperfect moments. "The grass is greener on the other side" is a lie that I believe all to often.

I'm learning to embrace.

I'll probably still do dishes and laundry but I don't think that embracing the imperfect means that I neglect the responsibilities given to me. To me, embracing imperfections is humming a little song as I go about my tasks. It's choosing to have a joyful, thankful attitude about the mundane, imperfect days. And you know what? Those are some of my favorite days.

I am learning every day, that the only thing that defines wether or not my day was "good" or "bad" is my attitude. My life is not a collection of circumstances that controlled me. If anything, it's a collection of beautiful, hard things that built me. This is my joyful journey. It's my journey to embracing the imperfect, messy, mundane days.