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Today's prompt: Mess
"Please excuse the mess; we live here."
Someday, I will have this on a giant sign displayed proudly in my home for all to see. It will most definitely have a place of prominence.
I don't like to clean, but I hate living in a mess even more. Therefore, I will clean just enough to be passable. I may be messy, but I cannot tolerate living in "dirty." There is a difference!
Right now, however, I am dealing with a different kind of mess. I'm in the midst of the mess that comes with loss. My husband lost his dear aunt just under a week ago. She was a piece of work. She was stubborn and sometimes a little bit scattered. But she loved fiercely. Every living thing - be it one of her crazy family members (and they have more than their share of crazy in that family!) or a pregnant stray cat that got stuck under her porch and, before long, the stray's kittens. All of them.
She left behind a bit of a mess.
Her family is an extremely emotional one, and they can, at times, be a mess.
Her cats are confused as to where she is, and they are a mess.
She died too young, unprepared. Who plans for the trifecta of sickness: lungs, heart, and blood, at the age of 52? That left everyone, and many things, in a mess.
But, as she would say, you just have to put one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward.
"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and your staff, they comfort me."
We don't run. We don't crawl. We don't stand still and look around. We put one foot in front of the other. And we walk.
And we do not walk alone.
|She has not aged at all...her face is exactly the same!|
For another take on "mess" and how I'm dealing with it, click here and here.