I love Rubik’s cubes, they remind me of hours of frustration during my childhood.

But it got me thinking, life is like a Rubik’s cube. You get one side/part sorted and start on the next it unsettles the part that was set.

One day I might learn to get all the sides at one time! But do you remember how once you finished it you got the urge to mess it up and start again.

Maybe it’s not supposed to all be perfect, half the fun is starting over and trying things a different way.

Maybe we need to just enjoy the challenges and the moments of perfection.