Hello and welcome friends! I’m so happy to have you here. My door is open and I’d love for you to come inside and take a look around because fall has definitely arrived at our home.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the word ‘home’. You see, things are a bit crazy right now and I feel like we are all going every which way.
I see our calendar getting more and more filled up with work trips and fun trips and deadlines and school activities and…and….and…
And no matter how grateful I am for the many wonderful things happening in our lives right now and no matter how much fun it is to experience new things and have grand adventures, the greatest adventure to me is the one experienced right here within the walls of this place I call home.
Marriage and motherhood and writing and running a business and so much more all happens right here. There are definitely big moments but there are many, many more small moments and frankly those are my most favorite of all.
C.S. Lewis said that “the homemaker has the ultimate career.”
For me, the making of our home is definitely one of the greatest joys in my life. It’s not so much about the decorating, even though I do love that part. It’s about creating a haven, a respite for my family from the craziness of the world.
And that is why I have to agree with Laura Ingalls Wilder that, “Home is the nicest word there is.” And I thought that perhaps if I wrote these words on a giant chalkboard in a prominent place it would serve as a reminder for us as we enter this new season in our lives.
Because when home is a place you long to be in and when it is where you get to be with the people you love the most, it’s simply the best.
Now, don’t get me wrong, this home of ours and this life of ours isn’t perfect.
It’s often messy and hard and all sorts of imperfect.
But, perfection isn’t what makes home such a wonderful word.
I believe that what makes home the nicest word there is, is that you can have all of the imperfect and the messy and the hard stuff and still have all of the love.
That you can fail and succeed, get it wrong and get it right, feel like talking or feel like being silent and always, always know that you are safe to be just who you are.
As I type these words to you I can hear the sounds of ‘home’ happening all around me.
My husband and son working in the yard, chatting about this and that. Lessons being learned and relationship being built as they work side-by-side.
I hear my daughter riding her scooter in the driveway. If I listen closely I can actually hear her talking and singing to herself. It’s the sweet, precious sounds of imagination that I know in the not so distant future will only be a memory.
The sliding door is open behind me and I can hear the wind blowing through the leaves of my maple tree whose color reminds me that despite the warm temperatures fall is definitely on it’s way.
And I’m reminded once again that home has very little to do with a house and everything to do with our hearts.
So even as the world tugs and pulls at us and one season of life slips into another, home is never really more than a heartbeat away.
And I think that is really what makes it the nicest word there is.
Now, speaking of homes, there are so many more all decorated for fall for you to tour as part of the 2016 Finding Fall Home Tour hosted by Laura of Finding Home Farms!
And as always, thank you so much for meeting me at the fence today,