Imperfection

I go through life meeting all sorts of people. Some seem confident. Some insecure. Some have all their shit together and some are still fumbling around in the dark, trying to find their way.

I am only normal. I am neither confident nor insecure. Sometimes I have it together and sometimes I mess up. Often times I know exactly what to say and just the same, I mess up my lines.

It is those times in life when we forget to try to be perfect and forget to try to be confident, when the real person shines through. Vulnerable and open and in its own way…perfect.

I can go through my life and try to pretend to know everything all the time. I can go through my life knowing exactly what to say and what to do.

Or I can fumble around, dance around and fall down, where the real Rachel comes out.

Something tells me that in that imperfection and in that vulnerability, life is perfect anyway.

An Observation Part 1

An Observation on losing

Imagine playing a baseball game in which someone told you before each game that you were going to win. You would start to lose the joy for the game right? Isn’t the triumph in winning, knowing that it is a risk and you might lose?

An Observation on Love

You will know if someone loves you when:

… if you piss them off and they give you a hug at the end of the day anyway, if they go out of their way and if they make you strive to be better but overlook your flaws and bad days.

An Observation on Metrosexuals

They can be defined as men with all the body issues of a gay men and the communication problems of the straight ones.

An Observation on Cats

Cats, like women, are one of the only animals that can be part evil and still be considered adorable.