November 8

Today, I'm thankful for the mess.  I spend a lot of time groaning about cleaning up, dreading it, or hastily putting things away trying to make it appear like I'm Mrs. Perfect Housewife.  Or at least presentable enough that I'm only minimally embarassed/self-concious about it.  But today, I'm surrounded by it and just taking a moment to embrace it.

The dishes in the sink tell that we don't worry about food on our table.  The toy explosion remind me of the children that have been here delighting in making the mess - squealing, laughing, learning through play.  The laundry back up means we've been busy deepening our family bonds and making & strengthening friendships.

Thanks, house.  For being so wonderfully & comfortably lived in.


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