My sister and I talk about pretty much everything. It was several years ago that we began discussing this topic of a cozy home, and it may very well have been my first journey down the road of homemaking. I think this was before I met my husband, so we would have both been single at the time, which, by the way, is a still a great time to consider and begin making a home. What a wonderful ministry of hospitality ladies, whether married or single, can have when their home is a welcoming, cozy place to be.
This conversation of a cozy home has continued and evolved over the years and we still continue to discuss it today, but never fear, we have made some headway. One thing we did was identify the homes we felt had this mysterious element, and one home above all others came to mind as we talked - our grandmother's house. Grandma is an amazing lady - fiesty, strong, talented, and much to our chagrin, a woman with fewer wrinkles than her 20's and 30's grandchildren. Sad indeed. But along with all this, every home she makes is a cozy place to hang your hat and hang out. Another home is my husband's grandparent's home. The interesting thing is, these two homes are entirely different, yet both extremely cozy.
I sat down one day and actually wrote out a list of the elements of each of these two homes. My grandmother's homes are all bright and colorful - though the colors do seem to change from house to house, with coordinated furniture and decorations, and fairly up-to-date in design. She has a number of handmade items, but they are not nick-nack types. My grandfather does woodworking, so the house usually has a wooden element in its decorations. And then there's the ruffles. In her family days, she used to sew drapes for a living, and I'm guessing they all had ruffles. Now, I hate ruffles, but I can't deny that they do play a part in the coziness. My husband's grandparents have such a different home. The carpet is flower patterned, hand sewn tapestries hang on the walls, the furniture is from another era, there's a bowl of fruit in the living room, and a romantic coal fire in the fire place, yet a moment in that home and it is impossible to feel anything but "at home." It's not exactly the decor, or even the attitudes of the ladies, as they have very different personalities, so it must be a combination of the two as well as something else - some indescribable quality. What on earth is it?