One year ago, this became ours. Our gift from God.
One year ago I stood at my kitchen window,
sipping steaming coffee and soaking in gratefulness.
This morning I stood at my kitchen window,
sipping steaming coffee and soaking in gratefulness.
One year.
One year ago I stood at my kitchen window,
sipping steaming coffee and soaking in gratefulness.
This morning I stood at my kitchen window,
sipping steaming coffee and soaking in gratefulness.
One year.
There are still boxes to be unpacked.
There are empty walls and unhung pictures.
The product of remodeling and my health setbacks,
not to mention my complete paralysis when it comes to decorating.
Some days it bothers me that we’re not put together yet.
But today it doesn’t.
Because it is home.
It is us.
It is beautiful.
Home is the one place in all this world
where hearts are sure of each other.
(~Frederick W. Robertson)
I can hardly believe it’s been a year!
A year, already?!
I know what you mean. If you think of “home” less as a tangible object and more as a feeling, then you will understand what is truly important in a home.
Great post. Love the quote.
Wow, it seems like you just moved in…so having boxes still packed seems perfectly reasonable.
I love the quote – it is so true. Prayers for many many more happy years!