I don't know what your life has looked like over the last year and a half living through the pandemic but for me life has been hard. I've dealt with family health crises, loss of loved ones, depression, disappointments, loss of relationships, rejection, an anxiety disorder diagnosis, and an overwhelming heaviness.
I know I'm not alone, people everywhere are struggling, searching for a way out of the despair. After struggling for over a year I stopped looking for an escape and began to search for a retreat, a safe space. I found it in the most unexpected of places...at home.
During these incredibly difficult times home has come to mean more to me than it ever has before. It's the place I feel accepted when the world feels too harsh. It's where I find calm in the midst of anxiety. Home is the voice that shares my story when I can't find the words. Home is laughter and acceptance, it's curiosity and exploration, it's beautiful and inviting. Home is where life happens.
Home is laughter and acceptance, it's curiosity and exploration, it's beautiful and inviting. Home is where life happens.
So I say to all of my fellow strugglers and safe-haven seekers; create beauty, create a home that fills your soul, choose rest, take care of yourself, and know that you're not alone.