Perfectly Imperfect

Life is crazy, stressful, hard, unexpected, under appreciated and absolutely completely beautiful. Sometimes I get caught up in what I think I need or deserve. I find myself disappointed and upset. But then I stop and realize I have everything I need, and more. Life isn't about what you go through. It's about how you come out of it. You are going to fall down, get back up just to fall down again. Sometimes people can pull you right back up, and the ones who love you will. But sometimes its not about who picks you up, sometimes its about who is willing to lay down next to you and just cry. Either way, life is made up of experiences, which are made up of memories, which only mean as much as the person you shared them with. Life is so perfectly imperfect because you can fall down, mess up or succeed your wildest expectations. Whether your failing miserably or on top of the world you have the ability to be happy and enjoy every moment of it. Why? Because whether your on the ground crying or laughing with joy, its about who your with. Life is imperfect. It's the people you share it with that make it perfect.