Allow me to share with you a rare glimpse into the heart of our home. An honest look into our imperfect kitchen.
As you will seen in the image below, it’s anything but glamorous. This is where most of the action happens in our home because with six kids, someone is always eating. We bake, cook, talk and dance in this anything-but-glamorous kitchen.
Recently, it’s been brought to my attention that maybe it would do good to share more of these spaces. These actual lived-in pieces of home can be a warm and inviting interruption in the world full of spotless, modern, impeccably designed kitchens that adorn most of social media posts today.
Friends, comparison is a real danger. It brings us near to sin, a sin that I believe is too common in this social media drenched society. I am so guilty of this. Maybe not jealously, per se, but I find myself dreaming of the days we can overhaul this space, which in turn leaves me less than content with my crumbling cabinets.
The truth is I hope to update this space one day. To expand it and make it more function for our family. I hope to add beauty, space and functionality. I have Pinterest Boards dedicated to lovely kitchen spaces. But, my husband and I decided not all too long ago, that me becoming a homemaker meant huge growth in happiness and holiness and along with those wonderful things, it meant sacrifices. Our broken kitchen is one of those sacrifices.
So for now, if you visit, you may have to watch which drawer you open. You will probably see those unwashed dishes that can’t hide in a nonexistent dishwasher. I have faith though, that our patience and saving will pay off and one day maybe we will have a Pinterest worthy kitchen. But even then, it isn’t for likes and shares, it’s for our family and this old kitchen has always served us well and always will.
