There are many people in my life I hold precious. Not because they can do no wrong, but because when they do they learn from their mistakes and move forward trying not to repeat the same mistake again.. There are no people I can think of who can do no wrong, because that would make them perfect and sadly, no one is perfect.
When I was in high school my crazy friends formed what we called the Perfect People Political Party. Ah, the hubris of youth! We were neither perfect nor political, but as adolescents are prone to forming groups of like-minded people, we were for a short time, perfect people. To join this group only one simple task was required. The aspiring person of perfection had to work a phrase of our choosing into an answer given verbally in response to a question from a teacher. The one I remember best was Laura K. whose phrase was ‘Parcheesi, the Royal Game of India’. Clever Laura actually managed to do this. The whole class knew what was going on and cracked up at Laura’s response, and as we were, after all, perfect, we stood by our rule, and Laura was in.
Once you are perfect, however, there is nowhere to go, no way to grow. It is in learning from our missteps that we drag our feet of clay toward perfection, or at least as close to it as we can get. That being said, some of us, obviously, are farther along on the road to perfection than others. The one person that comes to mind for me is Mother Theresa, who dedicated her life to serving others. A dear friend dent me a book about Mother Theresa and her life of dedication was truly amazing.The precious people in my life are those who travel this path, recognizing it is not perfection itself, but the desire to achieve it that is the work of being human.
The road to perfection is not an easy one, but perseverance is the key, and the farther we get from Parcheesi, The Royal Game of India, the closer we are to that elusive achievement of perfection,. (Hey, I did it, I’m in!)lol