I'm in a sentimental mood today. As I've scurried around the house this morning.. (does that make me sound like a rodent?) As I've bustled around the house this morning.. I've taken a lot of notice of the happenings around our home.
What makes a home? Is it the loved ones that share the walls with you? The colors you painstakingly pick out to paint those walls? The pillows you lovingly create for your family to lounge against? The meals your family has come to call favorites after you have lovingly tested recipe after recipe? The bookshelf that holds your children's favorite bedtime stories?
For me, it's a little bit of all of them. Certainly just having my family with me is enough. But there is an appeal to homemaking. It is an art. In our times, it is being undermined with the term "housewife." Take joy in the fact that you (even if you work outside the home and regardless of being male, female, mom or dad) are the maker of your home. The MAKER of your HOME. What a greater calling could there possibly be?
Perhaps I am sentimental today because I am packing for a little jaunt to Portland with Dustin this weekend. We leave tonight and will enjoy three days in the town we have become enamored with. This little trip is to check out a home that I have fallen in online love with. We're viewing this house (and a few others) tomorrow morning. We have been planning a move to Oregon for the last few years, and the time is nearing us. We'll decide this weekend if that move will take place THIS summer or next.
When we walked into our current home (actually - pulled into the driveway. OK, actually I knew when I saw the address) I just knew it was going to be our home. I got a warm feeling and could see us living here and making memories. Anytime something big in my life comes up, if it is meant to be, this is what happens for me. And then everything just falls into place. So we'll see what happens this weekend.
I know that we will make our home in a new place eventually. But for now I am soaking in the feelings I have for our current home. There isn't a corner in the place that I haven't touched with love or that is saturated with memories. I hope you feel the same way about your current home. Even if it isn't your dream home, or anywhere near it. Take pride in the space you call your own. Create loving memories.
I asked my mom the other day - "when do you know it's right to move beyond what you are living with to making a jump to the dream?" She replied "You should always be working toward your dream. Just make sure that before you jump into it, that the timing is right." Wise beyond her years.
A few of my corners..captured as they were found-no styling.
My pear wall in the kitchen..
My lovely piano..
Our couch, with strew pillows from lounging last night watching Bones..
Some well loved bits of fabric in front of a painting I bought in San Diego that hangs in our living room.
Eliza latest art project and a smattering of her things.
The perfume I wore on my wedding day in front of the perfume Dustin bought me for my birthday.
My favorite vase, which I found for .50 cents at the thrift store. Salt and Pepper grinders from Anthropologie. Tablecloth from Target by Orla Kiely.
Now there are a few packing piles calling my name..
I hope you all have a happy, safe weekend!
xo
sandi