Well, simple it is not. The heart of my home starts at the front door and ends at the back. Each part my home signifies the four chambers of the heart. The four of us live in a small home. Less than 15oo square feet.
The first chamber - the formal areas. How can I not say that the living room where my husband surprised me for my 40th birthday isn't a part of that heart. The dining room where all our family meals take place isn't part of that heart. We laugh, we argue, we do our homework. We live.
The second chamber - kitchen and den. We truly LIVE her. The island where the kids stare at the cooling cookies or help me knead the dough for the homemade bread they so wanted and then refused to eat. The den where the family watches movies - and is the only place big enough to sort the laundry on laundry day.
The third chamber would be the kids room. They play and have fun and have all their stuff inside. Where goodnight kisses are applied liberally. Where hugs are in abundance and where clutter is just routine.
The fourth and last chamber is the master suite. I say suite, but its really just our bedroom. Love abounds in this room. Between husband and wife, parents & children. Its the place I snuggle up with the kids when daddy works late. Its the place where daddy snuggles with the kids when Mom is cooking/cleaning or just needs "a moment" to get caught up. Its where the sick little one sleeps with Mommy when the asthma kicks in so I can keep my eye on him.
My house is where I live with my most precious possessions: My husband and my two boys. My house is where my heart resides - every corner of it.
7 comments:
I like your spin in this comment- well written!
Malia Russell of www.homemaking911.com
What a great post! I honestly believe the heart is wherever you are!!
Beautifully written - I was so touched. I absolutely love how you break it up like that, and each part of your house holds something special. Good luck - you are the only one I have voted for so far!!
Love the way you described Very heart warming and creative. I too explained it differently
GIVE THIS WOMAN A WASHER/DRYER FOR CRYING OUR LOUD!!!!!!
Totally you. Then when I got to your last picture of the precious boy, I just melted.
You can tell that these things are so dear to your heart.
Love you
know what you mean
Good for you
Lucky husband
lucky boys
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