Why Beautiful Mess?

So, as promised, I finally came up with a new name for my blog. I actually sat down today and made a list with several different names that reflected life and my family. “The Kirkland Family” was just too bland. Everyone knows my last name and knows my family. That name didn’t really give us as a family any true definition. I came up with “Manic Mommy” but didn’t really like the way it sounded. “Daily Insanity” didn’t work either because not every day is truly what I would consider insane.

“Beautiful Mess” seemed to fit perfectly. To me, that’s what life is. There are so many good and perfect things around us. Life truly is a beautiful experience. I have a wonderful husband, a precious little boy, a beautiful house, food on the table (and in the pantry…we went shopping today so we are stocked full), and more material possessions than I ever could ever truly need or deserve. Life is a beautiful thing.

But life is messy. There are hard times, bad times, sad times, and those times that you feel like no matter what you do nothing is like it should be. I have a 5 month old, things are messy. The house gets messy. His clothes seem to stay dirty (much thanks to Acid Reflux for that…) Things spill. Life happens. There is no stopping it. But, no matter what happens, it is all still beautiful.

I think of that country song (I can’t for the life of me remember who sings it)…”What a beautiful mess, What a beautiful mess I’m in….There’s nothing else I’d rather do.” That’s the way I feel about the life God has blessed me with. There is no one else I would rather be with than my husband. There is no other little boy in the world that will ever have my heart the way that my son does. There is nothing that I don’t have. I absolutely love the life that I live.