Lessons From A Perfectly Imperfect Snowflake

It was one of those beautiful winter days. You know, the ones where the temperature is finally high enough that your nose doesn’t freeze the moment it ventures beyond the cozy warmth of your home and all around fat snowflakes are silently drifting down, covering everything around you in a blanket of white.

It was a day like this when I found the most perfect snowflake I have ever seen.

As I strolled through the snow, enjoying the falling snow, I saw it drift down and land on my sleeve. It was the most beautiful of all the snowflakes that day. Perfectly balanced and intricately designed, it perched there for a moment while I gazed upon it. And then, it melted.

The fragile beauty of this perfect snowflake could not exist in the warmth of my sleeve. Nor would it have survived had it joined the other snowflakes that reached the ground, for even in it’s perfection, it was imperfect. Its intricate shape would have been lost, compressed by the blanket of snow still falling.

For one moment in time, I looked upon perfection and found it to be perfectly imperfect.

Does this not sound like so many things in our lives? The moments of perfection that we strive for are so fleeting when they arrive. The long awaited birth of a child, racing to the finish line, or the receiving of a degree or award that we have worked so hard to achieve. These times are so fleeting that often, in the hustle and bustle of the day, they pass by without recognition.

When we look for perfection in our lives, we must recognize these moments and cherish them, as gifts to be remembered when things are not quite so perfect. If we do not stop and gather these moments in, they will be lost to us, so take time in your day to recognize and treasure these fleeting moments.

The memory and lessons of that perfectly imperfect snowflake made my day and days to follow, just a little bit brighter. You too must gather you own moments to remember and brighten each day as it comes.

Warmest regards,

SherryD