The greatest adventure.

I'm feeling a little lovey today. This weekend I get to be the maid of honor in my sisters wedding. I spent days writing my maid of honor speech. I wanted it to be---just right. The truth is. Nothing in this world will ever be "just right". There are broken pieces. There are stains on your favorite white blouse. There are muddy shoes. And coffee on your pants. And bad haircuts. And flat tires. And overdrawn accounts. And spoiled milk when cereal was your best option for dinner. Nothing is just right. There will always be those little things that throw us for loops. There will always be a past. A past of hurt. Of trauma. Of everything you once failed at. It will take many attempts to get things almost right. To figure out what feels right. But in the end, its worth it. It's not about the finding the "just right" person,  it's about finding the person who will stand with you everyday...when you are "just you".