I woke up this morning to this mess left over from a Pie of the Month Club party the night before. Glasses, bottles, and mugs were still spread throughout the living room, chairs still set in temporary positions surrounding the coffee table. The kitchen looked worse, with dishes, knives, forks, and other dishes necessary to the success of a Pie Party stacked on the counters. It meant I would spend the next half hour cleaning, straightening, and washing… but it meant something more important.
I showed the mess to my wife and said, “Do you know what that means?”
“It means we don’t clean up after our parties,” she said.
She’s right, of course. We don’t immediately clean up after our parties. But I’m grateful for the messes the parties leave behind because it reminds me that we have enough close friends to throw a party. It reminds me that we have friends who we care about, and who care about us. It reminds me that life is good and worth celebrating.
We’ve got some great friends.