A perfect post equals a perfect life.

Life is so simple. That's what everyone says at least, and that's how its explained in all the blogs I find myself reading. Oh, I read about saturdays that were simply perfect, and weekends that lasted forever. Some blogs talk about their perfect significant other while others talk about the wonderful life of being single. The subject matter may change but the way everything is put never does. No matter what, I always find myself thinking about why my life doesn't seem to fit so simply in a blog post.

"Is there something wrong with my life?" I ask myself.  "Yes" I reply, "there is". "Im doing it all wrong. I'm doing it all wrong because I can't seem to make my life fit so perfectly into one single blog post. No in order to explain myself it would take years and years and even then i don't think you'd get the same feeling that I get every time I read blog posts." Then my thoughts take a different route. 

"No, your life is fine.You are doing just fine. Just because at this moment you can't make your life look like pretty flowers and rain drops during rain storms and even though it feels like you are hanging by a single thread about to be cut with scissors, you are doing the best that you can and some day you will find a way to make life feel simple again" my thoughts explain to me. 

 Yes, I am doing the best that I can and I am sure that even though those posts look perfect they aren't. Because really, no one wants to talk about the hard times. No, we would rather celebrate the perfect moments in life.

So here is me celebrating the not so perfect moments in my life. Here's to celebrating the hard days. May they always be there to remind us that we are not alone.