Mess

Welcome to mess! For as long as I can remember – maybe since I was four years old, I liked things to be tidy. So I had a lot of personal growth to do, to get to a point where I could be okay with mess... and to where I saw my kids preferences as at least equal to my own... and I could put my relationship with them above my compulsion to have things be tidy all the time. I wish I learned sooner but at least I learned it before it was too late.