Contentment: (noun) feeling of being happy or satisfied. (Oxford Dictionary)
It’s easy, on social media, to assume everyone else has it all together and is living the life of their dreams. It’s easy to assume that behind perfectly magazine cover-worthy front landscapes, they are living every day like a highlight reel.
The reality is that no one’s life is perfect. And no one’s bucket list or wishlist is checked off completely.
I’m so thankful for this little brick home. It’s not a new construction house with four to five bedrooms; it doesn’t have a two car garage for my husband to store tools or for my mom-mobile to park in; it doesn’t have a brand new kitchen or even two bathrooms yet. But it’s ours, and it shelters my family well and holds our memories and laughter even better.
I’m thankful for each drop of sweat we’ve poured out as we’ve finished the basement, or built the kitchen island, or created the fire-pit area in the backyard. I’m thankful for each new milestone we’ve achieved here – for marriage, and birthday celebrations, and wobbly first steps.
I’m thankful for it all.
My brick may not be limestone washed or painted yet. My laundry room isn’t the laundry and half bath combo of my vision board yet. My to-do list may be long, but this is home, and I’m satisfied and happy, just as it is.
Thankful, truly, for a season of intentional contentment.
*Originally posted on my Instagram (@kate_witha_twang) on January 24, 2024.
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