Nothing. Life is perfectly imperfect.

Realization that everything is whole, complete, and perfect just as it is. Liberation from the idea that anything can "make" my life "perfect".

A nice and intelligent lady to share a lot of my time and interests with, otherwise, things are pretty decent.

My life is already perfect.

More money. Don't need all of it, just enough to not worry about the basic bills and necessities. Sometimes, with so many children and bills, things get really tight.

My son being able to live his.

Elvis has left the buidling.... the train has left the station.... that ship has sailed..... what else can I come up with???... nope, that's all I got

Not only is perfection unattainable, I think it would be boring.

I would love full access in languages I fully understood, to the world's libraries, museums, and art galleries. I would love to have free access to classes I found interesting. I would love to have a chance to go worldwide on photographic safaris and swim in the seas while avoiding the inevitable bloodshed as I am not a brave, resourceful or medically knowledgeable warrior woman. I would also like the option of doing this on my own or with company if that company was knowledgeable, uplifting and engaging.

Perfection is a journey not a destination.

There is only one thing that could possibly make my life perfect, delusion.

I'd be happy with a significant other in my life.

I'd be happier if I had more money, retired, and travel quite often.

I don't know about perfect, but things would be easier if I had someone else clean my house.

What is perfect?

I'd like to try being rich and see if that works.

All I would ask for is my current family and better health because without the latter it becomes difficult to enjoy the former to the fullest. I have found that health defines most things in life.Examples are a job,playing with grandchildren and enjoying the company of family and friends.All else is secondary.