As I get older, I have grown to appreciate my home so much. I have strived to make it an oasis of calm when the world is anything but.
There is much enjoyment in just staying home and relaxing when needed and eating some comfort food and making tea as desired.
It has taken me years to streamline my home making to accommodate my need for pacing due to my many illnesses, especially fibromyalgia.
I have needed to curtail my perfectionism for illness has put an end to that. And with that, peace has come.
To be able to stay at home and just do what is strictly necessary on a spoonless day is very freeing, as is slipping in to bed when I need it.
Knowing I have no need to face a busy world unless I want to is comforting as well. Sometimes leaving home is a struggle. By the time I have showered and dressed, I am totally exhausted.
By accepting myself, which includes my ailments, I have put to bed false guilt and have come to a place of peace.
Along with my home, it is a wonderful place to be in...
