Thursday, 24 June 2010
All you need is love
It has been over two and a half years. In many ways time has flown by, in other ways it has felt like a crawl. But we are in France for a while now, and finally I have started turning my house into a home. What kept me? I don't know really. But I have felt very lost. Not always in a bad way. Sometimes I feel it has pushed me in ways that nothing else could have done.
But we are here, in our old stone church home, with an ancient grave yard as our neighbours and the mountains and endless trees over looking us.
I can't believe it took me this long to realize that all we need is love. No matter where we are. Home is something that is on the inside, not the outside.
I made this large linen cushion yesterday, to remind myself that I am actually blessed with all the good stuff. You know, the love stuff.