sunday, after sending my sister and her family off to move to europe, i came home and for the first time when i walked into my home, it felt stark and empty. usually i feel like i take a deep breath of the calm and simplicity… but it felt stark. and after about an hour – i cried.
because it just felt that way after the beautiful messy chaos all together. but yesterday, i started embracing the complexity of loving messy chaos and cherishing simplicity and quiet. wishing they lived next door, but excited for them to live a life to the fullest.
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