Growth lies in knowing
All your imperfections are
Gifts for you to hold
The story behind this poem; only read this part if you’d like to hear my personal story. Skip if it you’d prefer to glean your own meaning from the poem:
We shouldn’t beat ourselves up for our imperfections but see them as gifts. Usually our biggest strengths and our biggest imperfections interconnect.
(I had bad internet, so I could not post this day of, but I did write it on that day.)