Live imperfectly, with great delight.
This observation made me laugh this morning as I sipped my tea…

Lets be serious, if a complete stranger were to walk up to you, look you meaningfully in the eyes and tell you, “live imperfectly…with great delight!” and maybe even add a, “my child!” or a, “my beloved!” at the end, you’d more than likely be thoroughly encouraged by this destined messenger giving you this new-found permission; galvanizing your otherwise remorseful spirit. You might even tear up. But…if you happened to notice this little proverb embellishing your tea cup or mug, you’d probably roll your eyes, writing it off as another unfortunate hallmark card. Kinda reminds you of something you’d find in grandma Ethel’s cupboard. A reject thrift store item…like, the uncool kind. The cheesiness might pain you a little bit. You might even get slightly nauseous.

But, with both of those thoughts in mind, i’ve decided to embrace and join grandma Ethel in the cheesiness and i now actually find it rather amusing. Real people are cheesy and bizarre. and its ok. Life is too short to be an over oppinionated tea drinker.