Monday, November 21, 2016

Gratitude Monday - Simmering Pot of Welcome Edition

Yesterday afternoon we came back from a movie to a pot of turkey soup simmering on the stove.
There's something about the fragrance and warmth of soup on a cold day that makes a person feel welcome, and for that feeling I am grateful.

Granted, this may sound a bit odd as I made the soup and I walked into my own house. But the feeling overwhelmed me. This was home. It was warm and welcome and inviting.
I am not sure this is the kind of things we usually feel when we walk in our own door.
It was an eye opener, and a heart opener, and it was wonderful.

If you've never felt this way about your own home, or never realized that you do, then I strongly recommend taking a moment the next time you walk through your own door to check how you feel.
To be clear I am not speaking of how good it feels to get home after a long, hard day at work, or coming home from the hospital, or a long flight.
I'm asking you to notice how it feels after walking the dog or taking out the garbage, or any other routine activity.
Feel the gratitude of being in your place in the world and if there's a simmering pot of welcome on the stove when you get there, even better.


solarity said...

Yes, that. I feel that all the time. Opening the door to the smell of something good cooking enhances it, though. I will be starting a pot roast in the slow cooker this morning, and when I come home for lunch (for which I am grateful!) I'll be thinking "Why can't I eat it yet? It smells so good!" When I get home at the end of the day it will smell even better.

Mary Anne in Kentucky

Leah J. Utas said...

That sounds wonderful, Mary Anne.

messymimi said...

This just goes to show i've gotten too used to the routine -- i need to stop and notice more often how nice it is to be here. Thank you for pointing it out.

Virginia Lee said...

Even though I didn't leave the house yesterday, I felt similarly when I emerged from my room cocoon, where I spent most of my day, and smelled homemade chili and cornbread brought by lovely volunteers for dinner. It was exactly the meal that I wanted.

Leah J. Utas said...

You're welcome, Messymimi.
That's wonderful, Virginia Lee.