There’s no room on the coatrack.
A white puffer and a navy pea coat take up the hooks where my coat usually hangs.
The chair by the door is piled high with two purses and a camel-colored scarf.
There is a tea cup in the sink.
An empty Pellegrino bottle and Starbucks cup sit on the table.
The white throw is tossed on the couch.
The New York Times sections spread over the living room.
The bedrooms that spend so much time sitting empty are filled with suitcases and clothing and beds unmade.
As disorganized as this sounds, I am complete.
My girls are home.
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I love when you write about your girls! The chaos that is love!
I also love when you write about your full house. ❤️
You describe it perfectly. The mess and piles of lived in home are a blessing – you captured the observations in your home with simple effective lines that paint a picture! Enjoy the girls and the mess 🙂
Soon, our boys will be home and it will be sports stuff all over the place …
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Kevin
It’s kind of funny….all those years when we were like, “Pick up your stuff! Put things away!” and now we kind of love the mess. Enjoy your boys…mess and all!
Enjoy the day!
Oh, how I relate to this post! There was a time when the mess made me a little crazy, and now I LOVE the clutter. I can’t wait for Thanksgiving and the laundry back-up!
Exactly! I feel like my lens is so different!
I like how the details pile up into wholeness. And I am trying to imagine a time when I will welcome the clutter my two make these days. Always good to have a little perspective. Glad your girls are home!
Oh my, I love this description. It is what I can imagine it will be like in a few short years when my kids are visitors and not residents.
I know that puffer and pea coat, I know those couches where they sprawl and/or tuck up into a book and a blanket… so I have had that feeling of you finding your whole and you express it simply and beautifully.