A friend shared a disappointment recently, which caused her to question the good she contributes to because the results have occasionally been imperfect. Sometimes, in trying to do too much, we end up doing too little. Now and then, that causes us to fail.
Like an over planted garden. We want to save them all, but the soil can only accommodate so many.
Hard choices sometimes have to be made. But in the end, they’ll stand stronger, taller and more brilliant if attention is focused on what can truly be supported well.
Of course, gardens are not living creatures. But a rare failure, however heartbreaking, should not cause us to question all.
“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”
― Winston Churchill
Mistakes will happen. Perfection is never achieved.
“Use what talent you possess: the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang best.” ~Author unknown