Most mornings I crawl out of bed to grab some coffee before the crew awakens from their slumber. Once their alarms go off the day is hustling and bustling and doesn’t stop until their heads hit the pillow at bedtime. If I don’t have to be back in my room during the day it is easy for me to forget about the mess that develops.
At night when I return I’m too exhausted to even care.
Then there are times when I retreat to our room to think and write in the quiet. Maybe the kids are down for naps or daddy is holding down the fort. It is in those moments that I stop to rest and have to face the mess. It is hard for me to enjoy the quiet or think of much else when things around me are in chaos. I’ll take a few minutes to put things back in their place and suddenly I feel like I can breath again.
I don’t want my life to be about cleaning things up and making spaces pretty so that I can pretend that everything is in order. I want my life to be about cleaning things up and making spaces pretty so that I can rest, reflect, grow, be transparent, enjoy life, & dig in to the things going on in my heart. Thank you all for being so kind when I shared this post. It was something that I needed to do and I can’t even tell you how encouraged and touched I was by each and every comment.
This is one of those times where I am thankful that our lives aren’t just about…the pretty spaces.