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This year, I’m celebrating a type of beauty that is often overlooked.
Allow me to introduce you to the Lovely Chaos of my beautiful, untidy, spontaneous, unusual, everyday kind of a life!
As I was starting this post, I was listening to my daughter, video chatting with her best friend. Littlest Pet Shop characters were living out “very dramatic lives” on the floor all around her.
A few things;
- Her best friend lives a state away.
- It was after 1am on a Wednesday.
- My daughter and her friend have never attended school.
- My daughter is nine years old.
Not only are my children innocent of a single school memory; for the last five years, we have embraced a mutually respectful family dynamic (no one has chores; no one gets punished; we do a LOT of peaceful negotiating; we all learn and learn and learn – no curriculum or lesson plans required!).
And to think of all the times I’ve complained about dirty dishes…when there will be more. Always. No, they won’t always impress me the way these did, but they will always be the remains of food eaten and nourishment taken. There is a certain type of beauty in that, and that the dirty ones brought learning and fun. There’s beauty, too, in the way the cats later made toys of tumbled pyramid cups!
Girls can get so many messages telling them to be someone and something they’re not, that, to be worthy, they need to look and act in ways that appeal to others. Yes, she loves her unique and ever-evolving fashion sense, and she knows she is beautiful. She knows, too, that she is many other wonderful things, and that the most important of all is ….herself.
There’s tremendous and powerful beauty in her knowing that!
Our life is more a matter of flow than of schedule. A candy store trip on an ordinary Tuesday afternoon, before a huge snowstorm. Yup, that’s beautiful – and so are their big silly grins.
Natural learning is the focus for the whole family – even me! After years of subterranean shame regarding my need to write, I now Own My Own Words. And my worlds.
I own my life, and the stories it holds. And I own my fascination for Vulcans and their secret inner lives…and owning it all, down to the last non-canon fanfic, is a beauty I denied myself way too long.
Living life the way we choose, on our own terms, whatever our ages, is beautiful. My surfer-headed boy with his triangle of freckles and treasured Pinkie Pie pendant? My daredevil diva with the dancing eyes and impudent tongue?
Perfectly themselves. Perfectly beautiful.
Supporting natural learning is a little different each day – but there is always give and take. A trip to a childrens’ museum gives me photo ops, and a certain girl the pleasure of pursuing her building passion. Win-wins are a big part of our lives, and they’re beautiful every time!
‘Round here, there’s room for all types of love, even passion for battered stick unicorns and tattered former bed linen. Beautiful friendships matter!
Self -expression is a beautiful piece of life here…
Yes, it’s chaotic, at times. No, I’m not always graceful about it. It can be tricky, living a life that embraces such freedom. It’s not how I was raised, or how I thought I would be, when I became a mom.
No two days are just alike. I’m never bored. There’s always something to see and marvel at, some new piece of living rolling out before me. So, it’s not tidy….far from it!
My house is often messy, but my life – my life is beautiful!
Are there moments of beauty in your everyday world? Grace notes that make your moments sing with joy? Do you ever just slow down, and really look at your own beautiful life?
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