When I was a little girl, I had big dreams.
I was going to be an archaeologist, an author, a teacher, and more. But all of this had to be around what I really wanted--to get married and have babies.
My mom never really promoted being a homemaker verbally. She never really said, "June, it's okay to be a wife and mom." But she did live it in her every day life and that spoke volumes to me.
Every day after school she was there.
There with a small snack, a cold drink, and a listening ear to hear about my day at school. She loved, guided, and helped. She encouraged me to do my homework. (This was huge because my mother is Japanese and her first language is not English.)
She sat by while I spent hours typing away writing my "novels" and she would busy herself in the kitchen and cleaning around me.
I always knew she was there.
So I think it is natural that now I am grown up that I have this love for home. I love being in my home, I love busying myself in the home. I love resting in my home. I don't feel the need to constantly be out and about on a daily basis because I feel true contentment in my home.
I sometimes joke and say I could be a borderline hermit if I wasn't careful. ;)
I want my children to know that home is where I want to be and I am in no hurry to be any where else.
I am here for them to hear their ups and downs.
To mend a sock.
To make a warm meal when they come home tired.
I am the one who will pray for them as they grow older and tackle all the new. I will keep the fires burning in the home when everyone else is gone.
I want them to know that they can return and it will all still be here.
And that home is where they can come home and just be.
It is here for them--and so am I.
Because home is where I want to be.
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