I have this theory that a house isn’t a home unless its contents are meaningful–meaningful to its inhabitants, that is. Which means that our homes aren’t complete when they are the best version of Joanna Gaines-ness that we can muster. (Just an example. Nothin’ but love for Joanna!) Rather, our homes get to be gloriously different, just as what fulfills and shapes us is wonderfully complex and different.
Here’s what I mean in pictures:
I love to travel. So did my grandmother, whose vintage suitcases I inherited. In our family room, they keep cards, games, and puzzles accessible. They’re practical and meaningful.
This planter, stolen from outside, displays a decade of beach treasures because I have such happy memories by the ocean.
This metal sconce preserves love letters from a long-distance relationship that turned into 22+years of marriage. (“Why didn’t you just text or email?” the young things ask us. Ha! It wasn’t invented yet!) It strategically hangs by my side of the bed: a gentle reminder of the love we fought for.
So, what items remind you of your heritage? Favorite memories? Deep values? Dreams or aspirations?
Work them into your decor; replace stock items for functional–but meaningful–ones. Start with a special item and find a way to make it useful or beautiful. Or, consider what part of your soul needs the most bolstering, and find a way to represent it in your decor.
Making meaning tangible in your home is like sowing a smile in every room.
(Cheesy. I know.)
