Brown Paper Packages

Sometimes I feel like there’s a total disconnect between the world I picture myself living in, and…well…reality.

Blame it on pinterest, but when I close my eyes, my home looks like a more eclectic version of pottery barn, I cook creative things, am incredibly organized, get to the gym 5 days a week and always have the perfect outfit to wear to work. It’s a total brown paper package, tied up with string.

In reality, my dog chewed our couch, I get sick of cooking during the week because I don’t have the energy for dirty dishes, we have at least 4 stacks of mail forming on the kitchen table and I’m on day three of “I’ll go to the gym tomorrow.” These are definitely not a few of my favorite things.

It’s easy to get down on ourselves during a busy week, to get frustrated when our home doesn’t look and feel the way we want it to, or to let a stack of mail become your own personal Waterloo. But you know what else is easy? Putting the Red Light on the negative thoughts, and focusing on the small things that bring you happiness. Maybe my house isn’t straight out of Better Homes & Gardens, but when I took a closer look I realized it’s still filled with brown paper packages…

A token from one of the happiest days of my life. Read this if you need help figuring it out. Oh, and that picture of us? The first one we ever took together.

These elephants are a keepsake that remind me of my grandparents. I don’t know the story behind them, but when my grandfather passed away this was what I asked to have from him house. For whatever reason, they remind me of them and my childhood.

Our “message in a bottle” guest book from our wedding. Can’t wait to smash this sucker open on our 1 year anniversary! Until then, it sits proudly on display above the kitchen cabinets.

A charming gift from a wonderful friend. Sara, I know you said this isn’t about you and I, but sometimes I pretend it is 😉

Unconditional love. Some things in life are indeed free.

Whether you’re having a hard week, or having a great one, it never hurts to stop and look around, count your blessings, and realize that even in the imperfect there is perfection to be found.

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7 thoughts on “Brown Paper Packages

  1. D – I love, love, love this post. You are always so positive! I’m having one of those weeks and it’s so helpful to remember to stop, look around, and realize I have so many things that make me happy. Thanks for such an inspirational message! 🙂

  2. I had one of those moments this week too, so reading this has certainly made me think differently. More positive, more gracious, more happy, just more… I was stuck in the same thoughts: my house is less clean than I’d like it; I’m less organized than I should be; am I being less of a wife this week than last week because I have less time? All these things went through my head this week Di, and your post made me realize I need to stop thinking about the ‘less’ and start thinking about the ‘more’ in my life. Thank you sweet girl!

    • It’s amazing how, as women, we just expect SO MUCH of ourselves all the time…and then seem to berate ourselves when we can’t get it all done. You’re so right to just be more positive and more gracious about the things we have, we are all truly blessed in life and shouldn’t forget that! xo

  3. Elephants……
    Diana, I asked Uncle Danny if he knew the history behind the elephants. First he told me they were pure ivory and worth a bundle, then he said that was just a joke 🙂 Danny thought he remembered that MomMom and PopPop got these as a gift from a patient who picked them up in the East. Elephants in odd numbers are considered lucky omens in Eastern culture.

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