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I wink at Heath—who is totally my boyfriend. “Nope. He’s perfect the way he is.”

As I read more of the comments, I realize I’m on my way to some form of perfect, too. Maybe perfection simply means being comfortable in our own skin, accepting ourselves for who we are. Accepting the love we are offered and giving it back.

I stand here surrounded by friends and loved ones and him.

That feels perfect to me.

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