I haven been thinking a lot about home these last few weeks.
What does home mean to me?
I have been worried about our kids not having a “home” and roots.
…but what is a home really?
We have moved around so much I feel like the kids don’t have any roots.
The day we walked out of our home in Arkansas…. I was heart broken.
I loved that house, and I will miss the memories made there.
It has taken me over a month to come to terms with not having a home.
I felt like someone had fired me from my job the day we left that house.
My whole life and who I am centers around the home.
I am a stay at home mom.
My home is my office.
After a month of soul searching… I have discovered that not having a home doesn’t mean I can’t be a great mom, and make great meals, and create beautiful things.
I am responsible to create the feelings of warmth and love no matter where we are.
That is my job.
I am back on the map; and ready to be awesome again.
I am feeling more like myself then I have in months.
I began mourning the move from our home months before it happened.
I will NEVER do that to myself again.
Heavenly Father has taught me many great lessons.
My Happiness does not reside in a beautiful home; it resides in my heart.
After all this soul searching, and putting my happiness back where it belongs; I have realized what matters most.
This last week, I have been trying to make the most of my time with these cute little people.
We are having a great summer.
I am enjoying the little moments with them, and when I do I realize that they really make me laugh.
I am also treasuring every phone call, and text from my best friend. He can’t be with me right now. Oh, how I miss him.
He is working so hard for our family right now.
Only 1 1/2 weeks left in his four year residency. I can hardly believe it.
I am so proud of him and all his hard work the last 4 years. He is awesome.
We love you Daddy!!
What I have learned?: Sometimes Satan clouds our view so much, we can’t see the great blessings that our right in front of us.
What do I say to that?: “Get out of my way Satan, Heavenly Father has great blessings and responsibilities in store for me.”
I stumbled upon this in my darkest hour.
Elder Busche’s little secrets helped pull me through the dark clouds.
I think everyone who is feeling dark and sad should listen to his words.
It is six minutes of some of the best advice I have ever heard.
His words, along with Heavenly Father’s love helped put my happiness back in my heart.
I am thankful for the reminder that love is not in things; it is in people.
Speaking of home and things….
Jonathan found us a really fun home in Pennsylvania.
We will only be there for a year; so it is a rental.
Boy, oh boy was that a process.
It was so hard to find something to fit our family, in the right location, and at the right price.
Once again, Heavenly Father blessed our path.
I have been enjoying looking at pinterest and thinking of some fun new ideas for our new house.
Here are a few spaces that inspire me:
Can you tell that I am excited about our new playroom? We will have space for one in our new home.
Color makes me happy.
Even though I don’t have a home, I can find happiness in just looking at pretty things.
Speaking of pretty things, I have enjoyed going to the parade of homes with my mom and sisters.
The parade of homes is full of pretty things.
In the past, I would have been depressed that I don’ t have my own home.
Instead, I went with the intent to just enjoy the time with my mom and sisters.
We had so much fun, and laughed the whole time.
There was one moment that I thought, man I miss these girls and just hanging out with them.
We were all inspired by several of the houses.
There is one house in particular that I just fell in love with.
I took a lot of pictures.
I even dreamt about that house one night while I was sleeping.
When I woke up, this thought came to my mind:
“I love pretty spaces, and I love pretty homes. I am so blessed to have pretty people in my life; an awesome husband, fun family, and amazing children to spend my days with. A pretty home to share with them is just icing on the cake, but not where my happiness lies.”
This is all a good reminder that happiness is in living life, and just enjoying it.
Happiness is not in what we own.
I know I will have a house again soon.
I also know that I enjoy being home with a routine.
I enjoy creating in my home, making meals in my home, and spending time with my family at home.
I enjoy making my home beautiful.
I am also grateful that I found where true happiness lies, before we move into a our new home.
That way I can be happy no matter my circumstance.