Saturday, April 11, 2015

Embrace the Mess

I looked across the kitchen this morning at the clutter of life.  Most of it belongs to the kids.  My dining table has become a dumping ground for backpacks, coats, and school papers.  I claim the disaster on the hutch, that's where bills go to die.  Too often, I frustrate myself with all of this, the clutter and the mess.  Then I step back and think about how miserable life would be without the kids clutter, their daily hullabaloo, how quiet and clean it will be when they leave, and I embrace the mess.

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