The last 12 months has all been about making this place a home and even though there is still a long list of things to do and now that we are settled and have been here two years, maintenance on the place has suddenly become something to do, I do feel that this place is home. When I walk in the door now it feels like home. It has that enveloping feel to it that this is a place of rest. It truly is our sanctuary from the world, a place we can escape to. We can turn the phone off, disable the doorbell and just be in our little oasis.
The most pleasure I get from our home is on Saturday mornings. Hubby loves to sleep in and I love to get up early. Really early at dawn. I make a coffee and sit in the lounge, open up the curtains, let the fresh morning air in and sit down and read. The house is so quiet and the whole neighbourhood is quiet, I hardly even hear any traffic. That moment for me each weekend is total bliss. It is my perfect serenity and the moment where I feel the most relaxed for the week.
I do struggle sometimes, because deep down I know that this is not my forever home, this is just my home for now, and for the next few years. I try to appreciate it knowing we won't always be here and remind myself to live in the present and embrace the present. And I do embrace this home we have created, our sanctuary, our retreat and I look forward to the next 12 months as we continue to work on this place and increase this wonderful feeling of home.
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