Because being a homemaker isn’t about being extraordinary. It’s about seeing the ordinary in a conscious way. A way that leads to gratitude, joy and understanding. A way that helps me create an environment in which my family can become more human everyday. If you are moved, I invite you to share your ordinary things by replying below or leaving a link.
I forgot that we put these new bulbs in last fall, Dutch Irises. Late last week, as I checking in on how the garden was recovering from our poor weather, I noticed a handful of these and I realized that what I had assumed were daffodils were something entirely different. Sometimes we cherish things deeply because we have worked hard, toiled, sacrificed, waited, anticipated. But once in a while, something beautiful and unexpected is dropped into our laps and it feels as if a small bird of joy is born in our hearts. And when what lies around it is struggling to recover from damage? Well, the joy is that much greater.