I think I've found where the wild things are. It's my house, my laundry room, my unopened stack of mail, my cluttered shop. But today I'm choosing to look past the mess that is so not the ideal of what I want things in my life to look like, and see the gifts behind the chaos.
I'm so thankful for a playroom with toys strewn from one end to the other, because it wasn't too many years ago that I didn't know if I would have a reason to have a playroom in my home. I'm thankful for a closet in my daughter's bedroom that you can't shut the doors on right now for the sleeping bags and pillows and blankets on the floor, because it's the perfect example of my crazy girl's fantastic personality, and her love of sleeping anywhere except in her bed on Friday nights (yes, this past Friday she did choose the closet).
I'm thankful for a stack of unopened mail on the counter, because it reminds me that I've been too busy living life with these people than simply opening mail from them. I'm thankful for candy wrappers on the counter, because it's a great reminder of a fun night trick or treating and having the luxury of just being together as a little family for a few hours.
I'm thankful for a cluttered back room and boxes stacked everywhere in my store, because it reminds me that my business is growing and thriving despite the economic times we're in. I'm thankful for the flexibility to lock the door on the shop to attend an appointment with a family member. And I'm thankful that when I re-open, my lovely customers will ask first about my family, and not even think about grumbling that I wasn't here when they were.
Yes, when I look close enough at the mess and chaos in my upturned life, I see these little sparkles peeking out, reminding me that if it weren't for the chaos, there wouldn't be a life. And oh how I love my life.
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