I've been in a bit of a funk recently. Sometimes I don't do well with the interruptions
Then, as I was browsing some other blogs today I read something about staying home, "that's where the kids want to be anyway" and God brought me this memory...
Wednesday evening, I'd taken the kids to Kids' Choir. At the end of rehearsal as I was catching up with friends and we were gathering kids, my daughter said, "Mommy, can we go home now?"
I didn't think much about it at the time. But, today realized something. It didn't matter to her that the laundry was piled up or we didn't have her favorites for dinner. It didn't matter that there was clutter on the tables and furniture wasn't dusted. She wanted to go home.
Home. That's where she wanted to be. Our home. Not to the store, or a playground, or a friend's house.
She wanted to go home. Having a home where even with all its flaws my children feel safe and loved and want to be is definitely a finer thing.