Y’know, it’s all so beautiful and perfect while at exactly the same time sad and difficult and never at all what we expected, it’s almost too much to bear sometimes.
What is this life, anyway?
Chocolate pudding, and children with beautiful eyes, and just the right wine with just the right dinner.
“I was not a good person. I have yelled at my children. I neglected my parents and was disloyal to loved ones. I have offended righteous people. People around here know all this about me, and yet they still smile and say hello, and so every day I feel forgiven. Ask me if it’s a good place to live, and I don’t know — that’s real estate talk — but forgiveness and understanding are a beautiful combination.”
Let someone love you, just the way you are — as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all of the parts of you that are broken out of fear that someone is incapable of loving what is less than perfect is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering through a broken window and illuminating a dark room.
I don’t know who Marc Hack is, but this makes a heck of a lot of sense to me.
And, while you’re at it, love yourself at least a little too.