Mrs. G asked - What is the heart of your home? She wrote today about her family room. I can see the history of her family, the love and stability and LIFE. It's lovely.
We recently moved to our home, and it got me thinking: What is the heart of ours?
The dining room, where we share some meals, draw a lot, read some, play games... we spend a lot of time there. But... nope.
This is the view of the kitchen from the dining room. Notice I'm not showing the sink. One day, instead of a pile of boxes and miscellaneous stuff, we'll have a nice cafe set, where we can eat breakfast or hang out. For now? Not the heart.
My office, which has my altar where I meditate in the mornings. Lovely books to remind me how (and where) to center. The computer where I work and surf the web, connecting with SO many people through their blogs or websites. Also home to my drums, my heartbeat and lifeblood. Nah - I spend too much time alone in here. Good alone time, sometimes, but... no.
My first thought was actually the living room. Home to video games, comfy couch, TV, cozy places to cuddle and read. We spend probably the most time here, laughing and just being together. But, that's not it either.
Aaaah. THIS is it. This is the heart. Us, together. Like Calvin's dad of Calvin & Hobbes, I had to snap many, many pictures to get us all 3 together with eyes open, looking at least vaguely toward the camera. Seth's face is as close as I'm getting to a smile from him. It was a lot of laughs for this early in the morning - especially for Evan! He's usually sleeping this time of day.
But this is it. It doesn't matter what we have around us, as long as we're together, growing together, sharing stuff, opening ourselves up with each other, learning safe vulnerability and unconditional love... it really doesn't matter what else we have, where else we are. I love our new home... but it would be awfully empty without these guys. They are my heart, the heart of my home.