Today was one of those days that makes it to the blog. Today there was bread baking, there was knitting, there was music playing, there was organizing of some dark and crowded corners I usually avoid. Today there was singing. And a little boy with scriptures in hand, wanting to know more. Today was a beautiful day.
A friend of mine told me the other day that she used to read my blog, but then stopped somewhere along the way. When asked why, she said that my life was too cool, and it made her feel bad about her own life. (I know, I know... people who know me well are laughing right now, probably with tears streaming down their faces... but that's really what she said!)
Oh, C... I have obviously failed you. Yes, I have beautiful days... sometimes. And funny goings-on... sometimes. And even the occasional completed craft project, if I'm really lucky. And yes... I am a whiz at framing my photographs to focus on the beauty and cut out the clutter of everyday life. But I really ought to be better at leaving some of that clutter in.
Because all too often there are days in which the dishes aren't done and the floor needs sweeping and the cat just threw up. Again. And I've spent too much money on stuff I don't even want and my son chooses to spend most of the day in his underwear because he hates sleeves. And pant legs. And conforming to society. And my husband gets home at the end of the day, and as I give him a kiss all I can think is, "I really should have brushed my hair before now."
That's life. All of us (all of us!!) experience the good, the bad, and the ugly. I just choose to leave most of the ugly behind.