Life’s a Mess Deal With it

Life’s a mess sometimes literally. My five year old daughter begs me to paint. I have two hours before work OK why not. I currently have a pink Chihuahua and my kitchen floor is covered in pink paw prints. Three months ago I would had a melt down I would screamed “why the hell would you do that?” and probably a lot of more swearing. Today it doesn’t bother me I just deal with the mess, I embrace the moments with my children. I am no longer a bipolar maniac that looses her cool at every obstetrical life presents. My life is messy coincidentally like the paint scattered all over my kitchen. But I am happy I am free and so are they. My seven year old is bathing the dog without being told and I am okay with the mess that covers my kitchen. This is living and life is good.

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Author: grace2fight

on the journey of healing

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