homemaker

About three years ago, I began choosing a word at the start of each new year. A word to help encourage myself, a sort of goal that I set for the year to work harder at. I've chosen Grace, Love, and Patience. Not that I have perfected any of those. Choosing this years word didn't come as easy as years past. For months I tossed a word around. In June I turned 35, and on my birthday  I finally chose my word for this year. Homemaker.

Homemaker: a person, especially a housewife, who manages a home.

For a while I felt that homemaker sounded old fashioned or out dated. But at 35 Ive changed, grown and matured and don't really care how it sounds. I want our home to be a peaceful, efficient, lovely, restful place. I want to be the maker of our home.

For as long as I can remember I've been rushing, hurrying, just getting the minimum done to get through the day, only to be left exhausted and feeling like I'm not good enough.  As we've been exploring minimalism it has helped me begin practicing much slower living. Instead of just getting by, I want to find joy in serving my family and making our place of living a HOME.

I am making it a point not to over commit. I have a hard time telling people no. And when I stretch myself too thin committing and volunteering. I end up being too busy, stressed out and instead of making a home I hurt my home. Stretchting myself too thin, doesn't help my family. It hurts them. 

When I over commit, it causes me to procrastinate on grocery days, washing laundry, dishes, or just staying on task. Because I'm already used up and too tired to take care of my family. Here's to a much
 slower life, enjoying moments, cooking dinner at a reasonable time, creating a home, and place of
rest and peace. 

Let the homemaking begin!