I've had this picture in my mind for a long time now.
A long, farmhouse-style table surrounded by ecletic chairs.
Colorful, collected mix of dishes.
Candles glowing, good music playing.
Friends gathering 'round our table to enjoy a meal, to talk and laugh, to share life together.
Currently, we have a square table we found on the side of the road.
It's a little less farmhouse and a bit more let's play poker.
The edge of the sofa doubled as a chair. I suppose you could call that ecletic.
As the candles glowed and the music played and friends gathered 'round, I realized a couple things.
Dreams are good.
The pictures we have in our minds can serve as great inspiration, but rarely ever are they completely perfect.
A few years ago I would have missed out on the beauty of what was happening right in front of me for checking off all the things that weren't perfectly matched up to the picture in my mind.
Thankfully, on this particular night, I stopped checking off that list.
I chose to be present.
To listen to the laughter of friends, to savor every bite of summer's fresh fruit, to find beauty in the imperfect.
Sometimes what happens right in front of you is even better than the picture in your mind if you'll let it be.
If people reach perfection they vanish, you know.
T.H. White, The Once and Future King