03/31/2026
I didn't think much about what shirt I picked this morning, but tonight it got me thinking.
Every day when I go out to collect eggs to feed my family, I’m grateful. But I’m also reminded of the mess that comes with it.
It builds up slowly until one day you look around and realize how much it is. And sometimes it feels overwhelming.
There are moments I realize something uncomfortable: I can walk away from it. I can go inside, into a clean(ish) house, and choose not to think about it.
But they can’t.
They live in what’s left behind because of my needs, my habits, my comfort.
I could choose differently. Maybe something more simple. Cleaner. But change is hard and it always is. And we’re always being asked to change in one way or another.
But maybe it doesn’t start with everything. Maybe it starts small.
Maybe it means opening my eyes to realizing just what has been going on. Maybe it means making a little less mess. Having a little more care. Teaching my kids to notice, to help, to take responsibility for what we’re part of.
Because if we ignore it, the mess doesn’t go away, it just grows.
I enjoy my life, but that joy is tempered with the guilt of knowing I can walk away from the messes left behind.
Some can’t.
Some messes you can start to clean with a pitchfork and a little elbow grease.
Some messes you can start to clean by paying attention.
(Wearthepeace.com is a great place to find other shirts like this!)
