Lifehouse

I do like their music but that's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about what makes your house a home...What gives it it's life.


I like the outdoors and I try to bring it in as much as I can. The comfortable cabin by the lake kind of feel. I have greens like trees, blues like water, browns like wood, with touches of reds, yellows, and purples that act like wild flowers. With big furniture that says, "set in me." When the candles are lit it's like the refection of sun or moon light on the water.


Just like the outdoors it has to play. A place where my people, as well as children, know they can play. Nothing stuffy or up tight and not cluttered but with plenty of things that they can pick up and look at...Things that bring comfort.


My child hood rocking chair still sets in my living room, which my children also used. The foot stool is under the window so that someone could set and look out. There's a little red wagon on one side of the fire place and on the other side is my son's swords. Above the television is my albums of photos for anyone to look through and the shelf next to that has tiny trinket boxes, some with little treasure in them. With in all of this is candles and little oil lamps. Old CD's set on the coffee table that I was as coasters.


Every room has it's our secrets to discover and even when I'm alone in the house I can look at different items and remember the people and the kids that explored it. In the past couple weeks it's been my Aunt and Shandi looking through the pictures... The two year old playing with the wagon putting different things in it for a ride. On another occasion, there was my boyfriend lighting candles and looking through the pictures with his eleven year old son unsheathing the swords as if he was a knight. Using the CD's as weapons with the wagon acting like the body of the other worrier. This room is very entertaining and the television never seams to be turned on.