Did you ever wonder why the saying “Home Sweet Home” isn’t “House Sweet House” ? I think the answer is quite obvious. The word “home” has a much deeper meaning that is far more intangible.
Like many of you, I spend hours looking through the pages of design magazines, loving the images I see. I save thousands of those images in my files. I get ideas from hundreds of sources and store them all away for inspiration. When I eventually get around to it, I incorporate little upgrades here and there.
One thing strikes me quite often whenever I swoon over fabulous designer spaces. Yes, they’re gorgeous. Yes, they’re mesmerizing. Yes, they make me long for a cleaner, more pulled together design in my own home.
Yet one thing is absent from all of those images, regardless of how perfect they are on the pages of a glossy magazine. Those images, those spaces, and those houses are just not home. A house is just four walls and a roof, but a home is made up of everything else inside.
A house may be decorated from floor to ceiling with the finest furnishings money can buy. But that will never ever make it a home. A home is a sanctuary. Home is comfort. Home is inviting. Home is a refuge from the world.
Home is cozy. Home is lived In. Home is a pair of shoes in the corner, a blanket on the sofa, books and magazines strewn about, and jackets and scarves on the hooks.
Home is coffee cups left on the table and beds left unmade.
Home is where you wear your coziest clothing with only comfort and never fashion in mind.
Home is where there are kids’ fingerprints on the windows.
And pet chew toys under the couch.
And pets who sneak up on the couch.
Home is where there is a junk drawer that needs organizing.
And laundry piling up.
Home is where you celebrate that there are messy piles everywhere.
Because those messy piles mean you have loved ones among you.
Home is filled with your favorite smells.
Be it soaps.
Your husband’s cologne.
Or freshly baked cookies.
Your momma’s banana bread.
Or your dad’s BBQ.
Home is a little corner of God’s green earth to call your own.
A place where you might steal a Sunday afternoon nap.
Laundry on a line or kids playing in the yard.
A tomato garden or a lettuce patch.
Roses that need pruning and a lawn that needs mowed.
Or maybe just a patch of weeds. But it’s yours.
Home is where you are surrounded by the simple possessions that make you smile and decorated with your favorite things. Home is filled with your personal touches and your sentimental collections.
Home is time spent slowing down. Sitting down. Lying down. Home is filled with the most tender touches.
Home is where you begin your morning, and where you meet your loved ones at day’s end.
Unlike the gorgeous houses in glossy magazines.
Home never ever looks perfect.
What is it that makes your house your home ?