Perfectly imperfect

 I just picked up my sons books for the 5th time today. My floors are swept but need to be washed. My house is packed with work in progress renovations. We have large bills that we didn't expect hit us this year. 

But it's 730pm, my hubby worked late and is cooking diner on the BBQ. Mr B is outside with him playing. I love listening to them play. The joy i hear from them is an irreplaceable memory. My tiny Mr L is sleeping soundly in his playpen. I had to write because right now in this moment my life is absolutely perfect. 

I know that we will probably never have a ton of money in the bank. But we are ok. We have debt but its manageable. We also have a house, and a new jeep to account for part of our debt. 

I am frequently overwhelmed by the amount of love I feel for my family. The joy at having everything I've ever wanted. It's incredible that at 25 I had all my childhood dreams come true. Which leaves the skys open for my new dreams as an adult. 

Right now my life may not be perfect, but it is absolutely perfect for me.

Happily living perfectly imperfect forever.