Perfection in a Chipped Plate

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  1. rascalfoxx says:

    😀 Yep, that’s perfection. It’s called love. Love of people and self. You are truly rich. And wonderful. And smart.
    And that’s all you get for $5. heehee

  2. BetsyBetsy says:

    I love this post! Happiness certainly doesn’t lie in what is perfect but instead is found in what is imperfectly perfect. It took me awhile to figure this out!

  3. My house is a home: not a museum. I too have chipped plates and some chipped mugs. Nothing even matches. However, it is cozy and my new hubby and our seven kids love our lived in home. Great blog!

    • Thanks! I’ll take a home over a museum any day:). I’ll be in savannah for the rock n roll marathon too. My training has been sidelined by pneumonia, but I’m still looking forward to the run! And 7 kids??? Wow. You have major respect from me on that one.

  1. December 9, 2012

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  2. December 24, 2012

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  5. January 3, 2014

    […] I used to be a classic perfectionist, always wanting things to be just so. With the loss of the home and my nomadic and limited living quarters for the next few years, I learned to give up on the idea that things need to be perfect. Now, I can find perfection in a chipped plate:) […]

  6. January 15, 2014

    […] A note to those of you in “china” families: I don’t get ya’ll, but I’m jealous. My home will never look as good or as put together:) Keep rocking that china! And, on a related note, please don’t judge if you’re over for dinner. You will be eating off chipped plates. Which I happen to think are perfect. […]

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