As I sit here, looking at this photo of the little gingerbread house my kids made, normally it would be a photo I would pass up instantaneously. I didn’t have any natural lighting which equals yellowish whites, the outlets in the background… not to mention it’s just a picture of a generic, Costco gingerbread house made by 2-5 year olds. I didn’t bake it, or try to make it look cute. I would think to myself, ‘Not what your audience wants to see.’
But yet, I’ve continued staring at it. So, I thought more about why.
Life is not always ‘Picture Perfect’… is it?
I get so many comments on social media posts about the functionality of my home. How do you keep it so clean? How do you have WHITE in your house with 4 kids? How is there no laundry in your laundry room? It doesn’t even look like people live there! How do you have time to do it all?!
Well, I hate to burst bubbles- but, guess what! My home is not always ‘Picture Perfect’. (Gasp!!!!) Currently, I have a sink full of dishes, groceries that need put away covering my kitchen island, shoes all over the floor that kids left, pillows misplaced, piles of laundry to fold, a stash of presents to wrap and a To-Do List as long as my arm.
My house looks a lot like this little gingerbread house. (And not just because it’s the same color ;)) It could use some TLC. But today is a snow day! School was canceled and I had 4 little eager faces asking me what we were going to do today… so you know what I did instead? Played in the snow with my boys. I colored with my daughter. I put on some music and danced! And now I’m staring at the photo of this messy, imperfect but ADORABLE gingerbread house and thinking to myself how much I LOVE it. It’s not perfect, but it’s made by the little humans that I love with all of my heart. It’s perfectly imperfect… just like all of us. It represents what is most important in this life. It’s not beauty and perfection. It’s not having the best house, or making sure your lighting flows with your pulls. It’s not perfectly ironed linens or an extravagant tablescape. It’s about what’s INSIDE our homes. the PEOPLE. The memories we make inside these walls… Like watching my kids make this cute little generic gingerbread house and then lift it up with a smile ten miles wide with pride and having them ask, “Do you like it Mom?!” … I love it.
My hope is that whoever has taken the time to read this can remember the true meaning of Christmas and the beauty of your life the way it is. I hope that we don’t yearn for bigger, better or more perfect, but that we realize the sweetness of what is right in front of us. There is beauty in all of it. Even if it’s messy.