Blessed Complicated Living

In my previous post, I elaborated on simple uncomplicated living, of my younger years. Ah, but uncomplicated was without my lovely beautiful gifts-of-love children, and without my crooked old chock full farmhouse, and without all the knowledge I have learned from the years. Uncomplicated is safe...I forgot this. Real life is messy, dirty, unpleasant at times and never what you expected it to be. Dirty floors mean people have been walking on them, messy rooms mean there is life going on. Piles of papers and to-do lists slide this way and that. But it is beautiful, is it not? Yes, after thinking it over...the past was nice, but I'll take my complicated beautiful life any day!