Homemaker

It’s sad that people think that (homemaking) is a dull existance, [but] you can’t just buy an apartment and furnish it and walk away. It’s the flowers you choose, the music you play, the smile you have waiting. I want it to be gay and cheerful, a haven in this troubled world. I don’t want my husband and children to come home and find a rattled woman. Our era is already rattled enough, isn’t it?
Audrey Hepburn

I’ve been knocked so many times for choosing to be a housewife. I used to get asked so often what I was going to “do” once the kids were at school, as if I’m not really doing anything worthwhile with my life while they’re home. I don’t get it so often now, but when I do I still don’t properly know how to answer that question.

Where do you even begin to explain all that there is to “do” when you’re a homemaker? Not the drudgy stuff, like dishes and laundry and toilets, but the fine-art type things. The ordering of a room so that it bring peace and pleasure. The positioning of flowers and pictures so that they inspire and direct one’s thoughts to their Creator. The planning of meals that nourish growing bones and fill the bellies of those who have toiled all day long away from this home that you’ve stood watch over. How do you explain that what you are “doing” is answering God’s calling for you life and that it breathes peace and joy into you soul?

So how do you handle the “what do you do” questions? I’d love to know 💕

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