Five minute Friday {I} Mess

I blog about the pretty, but really my life is a mess. Trying to keep the water in the sink and the shoes in the closet and the clothes in the hamper, somehow they end up a mess anyways.

It’s been a rainy, cold, yucky week. My daughter asks if she can jump in the mud puddles. I say yes, but when I turn my back, she’s face-planted in the mess. Just one more to clean up.

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It’s not just the mud and dishes and laundry that I clean. It’s my heart. Ridding it of bitterness and jealousy and disappointment and unmet expectation, I’m free to let myself be a part of the mess.

One of my favorite childhood memories is making ‘groundhog soup’ out of sticks and leaves and mud. Now it’s a story I tell my daughter at bedtime.

Dropping the need to impress and control, I take in her mud soaked cheeks. And instead of being mad, I just grab my camera.

I scoop her up, her three-year-old limbs spilling out of my arms. And we role play like she’s Anna from Frozen. I’m Kristoff, and I’m carrying her. She almost missed her fun, and I almost missed this.

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{I’m linking up with Lisa Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday. Today, the prompt is mess, if you haven’t already guessed. Goodness, I never thought I’d do a writing prompt post-graduation!}

4 thoughts on “Five minute Friday {I} Mess

  1. Amy Lynne

    I love this! You wrote such a beautiful post. It reminds me of the time my daughter (who is now twenty-four) covered herself in water color paint while I had my back turned. What joyous times our children give to us amidst the messes. I’m so glad you’re savoring these precious days with your little girl.

    Keep writing! 🙂



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