Welcome to mess!

For as long as I can remember – maybe since I was four years old, I liked things to be tidy.

So I had a lot of personal growth to do, to get to a point where I could be okay with mess...

and to where I saw my kids preferences as at least equal to my own...

and I could put my relationship with them above my compulsion to have things be tidy all the time.

I wish I learned sooner but at least I learned it before it was too late.