With the exception of a beautiful hiking trail, my home is my sanctuary. It is a place of peace and calm. It is comfortable and filled with things that I think are beautiful. Things I love and things that I have collected over the years. Pictures. Memories. Smiles. Love.
When I come home from work, spent…I absolutely love coming to my home because it calms me. I know that my dogs will be waiting for me, wanting me to get on the ground with them so they can jump on me and kiss me. I know that it will be chaos free and warm. I know that I can wrap myself up in a blanket and enjoy a glass of wine outside on the back porch.
I keep it well maintained, neat and clutter free (for the most part). It’s comfortable and not too fancy. I have made it to fit me.
This is important stuff here. All of us need our own sanctuary…somewhere we can come home to that we have actually made into our home. We need that place that calms us, comforts us and brings us peace.
I think back to my childhood and how chaotic it was. Growing up with an alcoholic father, we never knew what each day would bring. Home was NOT a place of peace. I hated being home back then. Home was a place of being scared and always on guard.
Maybe that is why it is so uber important to me now.
Yes, these are my random thoughts as I rise at 4:15am. The importance of making sure your home is your sanctuary….yeah, I know.
Living in chaos is not healthy and I wonder why so many people actually choose to do it to themselves. Unless you are a child and cannot help it, we all have within us the ability to create our own individual homes somewhere in our lives. That place where you feel safe, secure and calm. The place that wraps its arms around you and gives you a big giant hug when you see it. Yeah, that place.
It could be a room, a location, an actual house. Just make somewhere your home.
You won’t regret it.
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| The Girls. Oh…and yes, they are getting walked in a stroller. Don’t judge! |