I have learnt a little something about calm.  It is something I hadn’t realised.

Tidy can be calm.

We’re kind of a messy household.  Surfaces get covered.  We live in layers, and though I mostly know where stuff is it’s not an easy way to live.

I tell myself it’s because we like ’stuff’.  I tell myself it’s because our house is so small, or it’s because we have so much.  I tell myself it is because my meds make me so tired and I just can’t keep up.  It’s all of these things and none of them.  Our house is messy because we are messy.

But at Celtic Haven it was tidy.  Everything had a place.  And it was calm, we were calm.

E and M slept easily and quickly the first night, and I did too, which would actually be classed as genuine miracle if the pope knew about it.

I think the high ceilings, and the gorgeous beams and uneven, undulating pale blue and fresh apricot walls helped too, but mostly it was the tidy.

I’m not saying I’m a complete convert – that would be weird, but seeing the calm that came with the tidy, I reckon a few changes wouldn’t be too bad.

Then again, Miss E and her friend L always say “A messy kid is a happy kid’ so maybe I’ll start tomorrow…

Don’t get your hopes up too much though Mum.

P.S  This week is anti-bullying week.  Please read my post ‘This Child‘  about a little girl I once knew… Bullying effects so many children at some point in their lives.  We can’t always prevent it, but there are places we can go to to help.