Why I Wasn't Excited to Buy Our First Home
Slowly but surely, we are making this house a home. If you've been following along with our journey for awhile, you may have read some of my sentiments about how buying our first home didn't feel as awesome as "buying our first home" sounds. The end of July is when we moved in, and that following August was perhaps the hardest month I've known yet. Without going into details, it kind of felt like my life imploded in on itself (I still need some time before sharing the shareable details to the digital world).
So...making a house into a home was the last thing on my to-do list 9 months ago. I was in survival mode. Get through the day without hard-crying mode. God has been gracious though. He's stitching me up, starting to at least. I'm a bit steadier and stronger and learning more and more about what it looks like to make a house into a home. Looking back, I'm so thankful for the timing of everything. When your life felt as fragile as mine did, you don't care about painting walls and hanging shelves and the right kind of curtains to hang. You can't care. You care about feeling okay and healthy and thankful and just like yourself again.
God gave us a lovely, functional house and simultaneously showed us that the state of our marriage—our intangible home—was a full blown fixer upper.
So I didn't care about the drawers that didn't work right.
I cared about my relational habits that weren't working right.
God was (and is still) teaching me that exterior is always secondary to the interior. Have a perfectly styled house with a disheveled home and you turn up empty at the end of the day.
Aesthetics are only as beautiful as they are true.
This lesson has informed the last 9 months of my life. House projects and house products are now merely accessories to my life. They brighten it, no doubt. But they don't complete it.
Humble hearted people make a house a home. Because a home is a haven—a place where "I'm sorry's" flow freely, and meals are cooked together with joy and deep dreams are learned to be shared.
We haven't arrived.
Perhaps we never will.
But at least now we know,
that true homemaking is more about humble-heart making than anything else.
And this frees me to love our soft, charcoal bedding, and appreciate our linen bath towels, and sheepskin moccasins. As we seek to know and serve each other, the coziness of all those items magnify the warmth being kindled between us. It's all so beautiful and freeing because it's true.
Enjoy the images and glimpse into our lives.
Know that it came through months of hard nights and healing mornings.
May our house never stop becoming a home.
If you're looking for new bedding, Smart Bedding is the way to go. As you can already tell in the images, this premium french linen is outrageously soft. The more washes and wrinkles...the softer it gets. The company is called Smart Bedding because of their smart design of having the top sheet snap into the duvet cover on both sides. Making our bed got a lotttt easier.
One of my favorite aspects of it is the charcoal color. It's rich and cool and beautiful and Samson (our pictured great dane) approved. It also retails at less than half the average price of a linen bedding set.
Here are some details/links to the other pictured items!
△ Alixx Tea Time Reed Diffuser - By far my favorite scent from them. So fresh yet warm.
△ House of Baltic Linen Waffle Towels - Amazingly comfy, big towels in soft neutral colors.
△ Sheepskin Minnetonka Moccasins - Feels like a sheep is hugging my feets every morning!
