I think sometimes in my head I have these preconceived notions of how I think moments or events should or should not be. I have already made judgment on how I think these events should go.
I tend to be a planner and I know that the perfectionist deep inside of me has tried to plan certain events to a 'T'. However it's moments like this past Friday that really make me appreciative of imperfect moments, aka.. those moments that didn't go as planned.
Friday, we decided to take our boat out for the very first time. It's maiden voyage was everything but perfect. It was up to the point that we had the boat, loaded on the trailer and hooked up to my hitch, that I realized I had forgotten to gas up the vehicle before we did all of that. On top of that one of our trailer lights was not working. So all in a 10 minutes span, I was unhooking the boat, and running to the gas station and getting a light bulb. After that whole ordeal, we finally got out into the water. However on our way back we ended up killing the motor half way out on the lake, paddled for awhile until another boat came and rescued us and ended up being towed back to the dock. Once on the dock, my husband fell in the water. All in all with everything imperfect thing that happened, our kids turned to us and said "That was the best night ever!". My jaw dropped. In my mind, my perfectly planned out night was a disaster, but in my child's mind, perfection.
I was silent. It was amazing to me.
To hear those words, just made me think of all the moments that I tried to plan something out, or have a preconceived notion of how I wanted the event to go. But really, I just needed to experience an imperfect moment, to then realize some of the best things are unplanned. I have the choice to make any moments happy, and I can choose to make imperfect moments, happy.
I tend to be a planner and I know that the perfectionist deep inside of me has tried to plan certain events to a 'T'. However it's moments like this past Friday that really make me appreciative of imperfect moments, aka.. those moments that didn't go as planned.
Friday, we decided to take our boat out for the very first time. It's maiden voyage was everything but perfect. It was up to the point that we had the boat, loaded on the trailer and hooked up to my hitch, that I realized I had forgotten to gas up the vehicle before we did all of that. On top of that one of our trailer lights was not working. So all in a 10 minutes span, I was unhooking the boat, and running to the gas station and getting a light bulb. After that whole ordeal, we finally got out into the water. However on our way back we ended up killing the motor half way out on the lake, paddled for awhile until another boat came and rescued us and ended up being towed back to the dock. Once on the dock, my husband fell in the water. All in all with everything imperfect thing that happened, our kids turned to us and said "That was the best night ever!". My jaw dropped. In my mind, my perfectly planned out night was a disaster, but in my child's mind, perfection.
I was silent. It was amazing to me.
To hear those words, just made me think of all the moments that I tried to plan something out, or have a preconceived notion of how I wanted the event to go. But really, I just needed to experience an imperfect moment, to then realize some of the best things are unplanned. I have the choice to make any moments happy, and I can choose to make imperfect moments, happy.
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