It has taken some trial and error to grasp how I see simplicity. I thought it had to do with how my space looked and that in order to accomplish simplicity, I needed to follow a certain formula. So I took the minimalism course. I decluttered our home from top to bottom. I organized all the nooks and crannies. Styled the furniture. And yet, that simplicity I so desperately desired still felt illusive and fragile. Something I just could not maintain no matter how hard I tried.
It has taken me years to learn that simplicity is less about a physical space and more about a personal mindset. Do I love an organized kitchen, a styled and minimal living room, a closet that doesn’t make me want to pull my hair out? Yes. I love it. I will continue to try to make my home beautiful and practical because it’s just one of those things I find enjoyment in. A big part of feeling calm and ready to take on the world has a lot to do with how my space feels and operates on a whole.
But I love the beautiful people who live inside of these four walls more than I love the walls themselves. A home is sweet because it’s my people are. It can get crazy and chaotic. It can have chips in the paint. Stickers on the windows. A huge part of simplicity is just accepting (and cherishing) the day to day. The blessing of shelter, laughter and each other.
Here at TSSH, I want to celebrate the lived in homes. Which is why I love thrifting so much! The world can be swirling around us but I believe true simplicity is resting in the fact that we don’t have to sort it all out (literally!).
I’m so happy you’re here!
