Bless The Mess

Wishing the grandchildren lived closer and she saw them more often,

she remembered the holidays when everyone was camped

out at her house and there was a lot of noise and chaos.

Such a mess!

Now, when things are too quiet,

she and her husband laugh about the craving for the mess of the family.

By the time we have grandchildren, we know there are is an ebb and flow in life. Sometimes we have too much of a good thing, and other times, too little, and we miss it.  Savoring the moment, really trying to “be” with what is going on helps soften the craving during the absences.

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