PERFECT IMPERFECTIONS

A man was in search of a life surrounded by perfection. He seemed to accomplish this goal through nearly every facet of his life. He had the perfect parents which allowed him to have the perfect childhood. He attended the perfect schools which in turn allowed him to receive the perfect education. Following college he landed the perfect job, at the perfect company, right in the middle of downtown. He managed to stay fit by joining the best gym in the area. He purchased the perfect car which got the best gas mileage and gave off the fewest emissions, keeping the environment perfect. He acquired the perfect real estate agent and purchased the perfect home. He seemed to have everything going his way but he still was not happy. He felt a sort of emptiness like a pit in stomach. He never stopped to realize that underneath all this perfection he was lonely.
One day he stopped by his perfect coffee shop and he met the perfect woman. Before long they began to date and as their relationship grew everything was perfect. They were nearly inseparable as they attended plays, ball games as well as weekend getaways. Eventually the relationship became serious and over time the next step was naturally marriage. Once again he found the best jeweler in town who in turn gave him the best deal on the perfect ring. While he was on his way to pop the question he pulled over on the side of the road in his perfect car. He began to think that the thought of someone permanently in his perfect space would disrupt a perfectly good life. He remembered when she put the put the plates where the glasses went or better yet when she ordered pizza and did not order pan crust. Now that was not perfect. He reflected upon the times she was late or the time she forget to pick up the dry cleaning. Now that was not perfect at all. He remembered how she burned the cookies she was baking or forgot to turn off the hallway light. Now he really knew she wasn't perfect. So instead of popping the question he thought of the perfect excuse to end the relationship.
About six months down the line he felt that same imperfect pit in the bottom of his stomach. She came into his thoughts along with all her imperfections. He reflected upon his childhood and how his parents argued constantly. Now that is not perfect. He thought about the imperfect schools he attended and the injustices that took place there. He thought about his perfect job that overworked him, and required him to put in long hours without compensation. He pictured his perfect house that had the smallest yard, as well as the only unfinished garage on the block. He remembered his perfect car that he had to put in the shop six times since the perfect salesman sold it to him. He thought about his entire life which was really and truly littered with imperfections. As he looked back none of his life was really perfect. Every aspect of his life had some form of imperfection. Sadly, he chose not to notice the imperfections until he allowed the most perfect thing to walk out of his life.

Moral: Blessings are not always black and white or standing directly in front of you.