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11/30/15

Gratitude for the Day: November 30, 2015

"Please excuse our mess. We are making family memories."

I have to admit... I hate having a messy home! My mind feels clogged, and I literally can't think until my space is clean. 

Sometimes it drives my husband wild. "Just sit down!", he says. But I can't get myself to relax until I have things in order. 

Today, I just didn't feel like cleaning. I had a long, long day at work, and I just wanted to curl up with a book, snuggle under a warm blanket, and immerse myself into another world. 
But my 2 year old bundle of love and energy wouldn't allow me to live in my own bubbly book world. So, I sat with her, and we played, talked, and read together. 

But that nagging thought keep creeping into my mind...that I needed to clean up!!

That's when I spotted my little pillow in the corner of the couch in my family room. It was squished into the side of the couch. I pulled it out, and read what was written on it. 
It read,"Please excuse our mess. We are making family memories."

I looked up from the pillow to find my daughter standing in front of me, staring into my face. I must have zoned out in my own thoughts, for she asked, "Mommy, you're not talking to me?"

I grabbed her little body and hugged her tightly. "I love you baby. Of course I'm talking to you." I said. 

I shook that crazy thought of cleaning out of my head. Wasn't it more important, after all, to create family memories?

Cleaning...I think I can find some time when she's asleep... 
Those little reminder pillows are great to keep around... We all need a quiet reminder of what's important in our lives. 

2 comments:

  1. [flashed the Spok sign: live long and prosper]

    Greetings, earthling! Can't stay long, done gotta git, Paw ...yet, if I'm a sower, we plant the Seed; if I'm an artist, we write the Word:

    I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET any moe curly, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs when my beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girl passed-away at 17 (<--God calls U.S. home regardless).

    "Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness, as bright as stars for all eternity"
    -Daniel 12:3

    Here's what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you'
    -the Infant Jesus of Prague.

    Go git'm, girl. You're incredible.
    See you Upstairs...
    I won't be joining'm in da nasty Abyss where Isis lies
    thesuperseedoftime.blogspot.com

    -YOUTHwitheTRUTH

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  2. [flashed the Spok sign: live long and prosper]

    Greetings, earthling! Can't stay long, done gotta git, Paw ...yet, if I'm a sower, we plant the Seed; if I'm an artist, we write the Word:

    I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET any moe curly, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs when my beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girl passed-away at 17 (<--God calls U.S. home regardless).

    "Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness, as bright as stars for all eternity"
    -Daniel 12:3

    Here's what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you'
    -the Infant Jesus of Prague.

    Go git'm, girl. You're incredible.
    See you Upstairs...
    I won't be joining'm in da nasty Abyss where Isis lies
    thesuperseedoftime.blogspot.com

    -YOUTHwitheTRUTH

    ReplyDelete