The Beautiful Truth Behind Simplifying My Space

I want to share with you a simple, but hidden truth about my home.  

For the first few years of living in this house, this corner of my bedroom was a crap hole.  It collected broken toys, items to be repaired, wall hangings and decor I had no idea what to do with, an old lamp that needed a bulb, a box of memories and photos that needed sorting, knick-knacks that held no purpose and didn’t really bless the feel of our home, clothes that needed to be put away, etc. 

I wasn’t sure where to start or why this was pressed upon me except I knew I never felt peaceful, but restless and anxious in our home.