It’s funny but we spend a lot of our days trying to make things fit together just so. what if we decided to throw caution to the wind and let things go askew.
You know, take a more eclectic look on life? What if we tossed out our perceptions of putting our lives together so that everything lined up and matched nicely?
If you look at my house, you will see very little that matches or goes together. I’m about to get a couch that doesn’t match my love seat because, well I need one and someone has one to give me. After that the two high back chairs that we re my grandparents, the lamps, and end tables will be the only things that go together.
Bebe will love this once we get the couch. She is the Queen of mismatching. When she dresses every morning for school, I know I spend way too much time making her go back up to match. The argument is always the same;
"Mom! I don’t always have to match!"
"If you’re leaving the house and calling yourself my daughter you do."
"Why is matching so important?"
I admit, she has me stumped. Why can’t I let her discover her own personal style? Maybe because I grew up thinking that things had to look neat, tidy, and put together. Some time in the trenches of parenting has taught me that life is kind of messy and sometimes we have to throw things together in order for it to work out.
Taking a lesson from my daughter, I’m learning that life does not have to match. Yes some parts will look good together like lamps and high back chairs. Others won’t look as nice but the purpose will be served. I can use my love seat and couch. Sure they aren’t stylish together but it fits us and it works for us.
Isn’t that what should matter?
