This post isn’t about book-inspired messes;
it’s about life-inspired ones.
You know,
messes that leave you curled under the covers at midnight wishing
you hadn’t wasted the first half of the wine on celebration,
messes that leave you speechless, because, powerful as words are,
they’re still only replacements for silence.
The life-inspired messes that remind you that even though there are tragedies and weathers and speeches worldwide, sometimes you need to focus on five people huddled in a room, each of their own worlds crashing around them together.
The messes that remind optimists how important hope is.
The messes that remind family how strong love is.
The messes that, well,
are just messy.
Mary's One Hundred 