There Is Beauty In Imperfection

I am not perfect. I am currently quite broken.  I do not require a repair kit though, I think I may mend myself, but a few cracks and chips will remain.  Like that vase that is so beautifully imperfect, or the flawed piece of clothing you love anyway. Like the cat with one eye who could not be more lovable, or that piece of art you don't understand, but speaks to you.  I am imperfect.

I have nothing witty much to say here, I just hope that each day, month and year I can say with certainty....

"I am better than I used to be..."

There is beauty in imperfection, I have seen it.