So I thought about my life. I strive for Harmony. I strive to create peace within my family and friends. I'm a peacemaker by nature-- always the first to say I'm sorry and always initiating re-kindling friendships. I live in harmony most of the time.
But enter McCoy. And music. And work. And family. And mama chores. And messy houses. And laundry. And Rezound. And my go-to attitude. My always-wanting-to-be-in-the-middle, never-wanting-to-miss-out attitude and you get Jumbled. My life was once organized, but is now jumbled. I strive for perfection, but I only get jumbled, dissonant chords. It's okay, though, because I've accepted the fact that I don't live a perfect life. No one does. And no one will ever be able to.
I know that I live in chaos and I will do what I can do make it harmonious.
It's Jumbled Harmony.
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