so much good.


This morning, I left my house without making my bed. I don’t know why this strikes me as odd… I’m not one to always make my bed. It’s just never really been something that I’ve made a priority in the morning. Of course I’ll make it if guests are coming over, but over all, its never really bothered me before. Maybe because a bed that’s made wouldn’t really count for anything when there’s laundry piled up on the floor, and shoes that are not in their rightful home in my closet. Welcome to the life of a girl who’s really only at home to sleep… in an unmade bed.

And my unmade bed kind of looks like what my heart has been feeling lately.

Uninviting. Wrinkled. Somewhat lonely.

Life is beautiful. It really is. I am so thankful for fall, and the colors on the trees, and the reminder that change is constant. And while it’s a good thing, it can also leave your heart kind of feeling like an unmade bed.

Uninviting. Wrinkled. Somewhat lonely.

But, I’m never alone. And life is so good. And so beautiful.

And at the end of the day, if I come home and my bed is unmade, it’s okay. There’s always tomorrow… a new day to wake up and make my bed, and make my heart feel something more than uninviting, wrinkled and somewhat lonely. And remind my heart that there’s so much good in this world, and to be open to the things that make me stronger, and that make me love better.

And if I find myself in the morning, waking up excited about the day before me, I’ll make my bed, go throughout that day with that same smile on my face, and go to bed at night knowing that peace finds its way back to my heart if I seek it out, that joy comes in the little things and that life is beautiful and so worth loving.

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