It has been quite some time since I have last written and a lot of good, interesting, and disappointing things have happened. But lets start with today. That seems like a lovely place to start...
I looked around my apartment and saw a huge mess. Normally I would have felt some sort of anxiety and frustration, especially having spent so much time cleaning the last two days.
But rather than feeling depressed, angry, or anything else I felt happy. Why?
The massive mess in my home means that everyone is still here with me. The tea cup on the counter indicates my sister is still living here. The two girls a sleep on the couch means its nap time
Hyrum and Adele were with Beka running around outside and Naomi was napping. I am grateful that right now we have everyone here even if it makes a little bit of mess along the way. Plus if life didn't have messes, then what would I do all day?
