“The most important work you and I will ever do will be within the walls of our own homes.”
~Harold B. Lee
Lauren and I have a new obsession. Have you guys watched HGTV’s “Fixer Upper” yet? Oh my. We can’t get enough! With Joanna’s talent for design, which includes her stunning use of shiplap, subway tile and French doors, and Chip’s instinct for real estate and knack for renovation – together these two transform the ugliest duckling of a house into the belle of the ball. To watch this adorable couple work their magic leaves us with churning stomachs and the inevitable desire to knock down walls and hang Joanna’s best-loved horizontal wood paneling in every nook and cranny of the house. Yet as fun as it is to watch their renovation come together, the real charm is in watching the family’s reaction to their new home.
We have lived in our home now for more than two decades. Moving from the north to the west side of town when Nick was just 10 months old, Chelsea a tiny toddler, and Lucy in kindergarten, we were nervous but confident that this was the right move for our young family.
When we first stepped inside and stood in the foyer with its high ceiling and handsome staircase, we knew we had found ‘home’. This home, from day one, has made its job of protecting and comforting our little family seem easy…it’s like a favorite soothing soundtrack that quietly plays behind all the days of our lives.
And I love it.
I love the way the morning light floods the back of the house to reveal the subtle colors that fill the rooms (which happens to be the same wash of light that reveals the dancing dust particles, but let’s keep our focus on those subtle colors, shall we…). I love the den that houses the books that have done as much for my happiness as any other wonderful things in my life have done. I love the front room that houses the piano and the sweet memories of the kids jamming on their instruments amidst stacks of sheet music that covered the floor. I love our quiet portico for morning coffee with Dom and the back patio for special meals. I love hearing the kids’ voices through the walls and the sound of their cars in the driveway at the end of the day. I love seeing the kids’ shoes by the door and how little Miss Dolce scatters her toys about.
There’s a quote by Samuel Johnson that I have adored for many years, “To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition.”
I am quite sure there are no truer words.
What’s a favorite memory, observation or revelation you have of ‘home’? I’d love to know.