I have a confession to make. Over the past 6 months, the House of AiC has literally fallen apart. Where I was once almost ocd about being organized and on top of things, these past few months, I have not been. It seems like life just fell apart and went to Hell and back right around June…lol. It finally hit me today exactly why:
It wasn’t that the other people in the house were fighting me. It wasn’t that we each weren’t doing our individual shares. It wasn’t that we wanted to be disorganized and running around like chickens with our heads cut off. Is anyone else now singing the tune of the chicken dance?
No, it wasn’t because of anything like that…it was because..for some strange and unknown reason…we were all living our own lives instead of living as a family. Each of us, while trying to help the situation, actually made it worse. Where I would organize something the way I wanted it, Tom would then undo it by trying to organize it his way. Instead of working together, we were each doing it our own way.
As we rearranged and organized the living room today (that’s why there hasn’t been that many posts today), we worked together. What we found was a room that is now neat, orderly and has so much more room to move around in. What was once cluttered and filled is now clean and open..and today, for the first time…we feel like an actual family.
It may seem like a small lesson. In truth, it really is and it’s one that we should have already learned..but hey
Sometimes the good ones, the lessons that really stick, take a bit to break thru all of the muck and mire of our brains.