As I get older and realize just how messed up I have been...and still am, I remind myself that I am a Work in Progress.I have made mistakes.
I have regrets.
I am nowhere near perfect.
Far, far from it.
But I have had great successes.
I have experienced many wonderful moments.
I have learned from my mistakes.
And appreciated the greatest joys.
I have loved.
And been loved.
I have hated.
I have forgiven.
I have accepted.
I haven't judged.
I am a Work in Progress.
And one day this Life "thing" will be figured out and I will have answers to my many questions.
Maybe.
8 comments:
we are all a work in progress. . . only God knows when we are finished.
When you do... please let me know!
Great post.
Aren't we all? Yes, that's what's so cool about it... nice post.
You are beautiful!
I love you.
I have hated and not forgiven. And I have judged. Life is a constant work in progress for me.
I think the only time you really figure things out is when your are dead. So maybe you don't want to figure things out.
We're all works in progress ... and you look like you are doing some really really deep thinking there!
Jen's comment made me laugh.
I agree. We are a work in process. And self assessment lets us know what we are working with.
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