Day 202

Today, I am thankful for my house. Our humble abode is sweet and simple. Perfect for us. It's not flashy or extravagant or monstrous, but homey and bright and warm.

I love my house in the summer, when the grass is green and the flowers are bloomed...

I love my house in the fall, when the earth is alive with produce and the smell of bonfire is in the air. The nights are crisp, the leaves are falling, and our house is cozy by candlelight...

I really love my house at Christmas time...but no pictures yet! To Ben's chagrin the holidays will arrive next weekend! I'll post pictures then...

I love my bedroom, fiery and red. The walls, the curtains, the bed...their simple states of being make me happy.

I love our living room/dining room. It's small but cozy - green but inviting!

I love my bathroom! The walls shimmer metallic and the lantern makes me feel eclectic. The shower curtains are royal and the art is rustic.

I really love our basement's family room! A perfect cove for watching movies on the big screen and intimate talks with friends. From the pillows to the candles to the rug, I love this room.

(I have to show you from this angle too, because it showcases my best Craigslist find, yet. Check out how cool that pine table is!)

And last, but not least, I love -love - LOVE the baby's room! Just wait until you see it with the curtains (pictures coming soon!)

I do believe that home is where the heart is. Although I have modified the statement to say, "home is where the Ben is." It's not a place or a building...it's love and warmth and friendship. I find home in my Abba Father...and Ben...and family...and friends. All that being said, I love our home. It houses all my married memories and all my favorite things. I am so thankful for the warmth it brings and the shelter it provides. I'm thankful for it's steady presence in my life and it's enveloping arms after a long day. Whatever happens, it always waits. It's always where I want to be. It's home.