Return

So very thankful for the beautifully chaotic mess of a house I returned to this evening, after a weekend away.

So thankful for the small hands and arms that reached for me, grabbed me, held me, encircled me.

So thankful to be needed and wanted and treasured.

So thankful to lie on my bed and be surrounded, to sit in the rocking chair and be surrounded.

So thankful for the chance to be let myself be surrounded again tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after that.

So thankful for the embrace of the chaos, the chaos of the embrace.

The messy days and life with littles.

Amen.