What's In A Name?

Giving Credit Where Credit is due

I do have to give credit where credit is due.  The most difficult part of beginning a blog was coming up with a catchy, edgy title that wasn't too cliche, already taken, or just lame.  I let it stew for a while, contemplated some different, mostly dull, titles that just didn't fit.  It wasn't until I was bored and cleaning old pictures from my phone that I came across the quote below.  I regularly find myself taking screen shots of inspirational and motivational quotes and photo's for some mid-day (or in my line of work, mid-morning) pick-me-ups.

Now, before you accuse me of being self centered please don't take the above quote as gloating or implying that loving me is the greatest thing you'll ever experience (HA).  Remove the 3rd person references and simply regard the adjectives delightful, beautiful, mess, splendid, chaotic- all considerable words to explain how I view my life. I do however, like to think that the mess-of-a-girl I typically am could be somewhat in someway be considered as beautiful?  Don't try to convince me that sweatpants and pony tails aren't striking.  What could be more raw or beautiful than a sweaty, exhausted, girl stuffing her face? Because when you don't see me existing in the real world with pants on, I'm in pajama's and sweats and I'm most likely eating.  And it's probably candy.  Don't be fooled.

The term "delightfully chaotic" is like an oxymoron.  Delightful, by definition means "greatly pleasing," beautiful, and charming.  All things that I consider my life to be;  beautiful, charming, pleasing, a true blessing- absolutely delightful.  Some of you who know my life, in particular my illnesses and injuries and just bad luck, might wonder how I can speak positively about such events.  Remember that delightful doesn't mean perfect, or ideal, or even great or amazing because, let's be real, life doesn't always treat us so politely.  I'm not the type of girl who falls into mud and comes out clean (curse those people who do).  But life is delightful; its surprises, anomalies, triumphs, and failures and pains.  There is something delightful about what we learn, accomplish, and experience on a day-to-day basis.  My job isn't always easy, my runs aren't always fast, my mood isn't always cheery, and my meals aren't always healthy.  I'm human.   But there is something to be said about how life's disasters and successes withhold a certain beauty.  Think about it; a beautiful mess.

There is no doubt that life is chaotic.  It's busy, it's fast paced, and not many can honestly and seriously say they have found the perfect balance between sleep, family, jobs, second jobs, degree's, working out and everything else life throws at us on a daily basis without loosing their cool every once in a while.  Life is chaotic, my life is certainly chaotic.  But life is still, nonetheless, delightfully chaotic, a beautiful mess, and a splendid adventure.  It's your choice to decide how to view it, live it, how to perceive it, and how to embrace each and every mess you find yourself in.  Somehow, make it delightfully chaotic.