This past Saturday, Travis and I had a Chicago date night. We ate at a divine restaurant of a big-name chef, checked out an amazing new music venue (where one my favorite bands was playing), and relished that, two years later, we still get geeked up that the second city is our playground. From buzz to breeze, the best part of getting our city fix is retreating to our house on the Northshore. It just keeps becoming more and more our home and we simply love it.
(Left: Lake Street Dive at The Salt Shed, Chicago)
For me, a big part of our house being a home has been our family and friends coming to visit. Walking around the house, picturing a friend relaxing on the porch or a family member cuddling on the sofa with a dog fills the space with an intangible energy… love, light, happiness, and joy. I can almost feel our house inhaling the moments that fill it with life. The memories certainly do that for me.
A favorite project since we moved has been to chronicle these happy visits in a photographic guest book. I look at it often. It conjures up such goodness. When I flip through it, I’m always overcome with such gratitude for the wonderful people in our lives. How humbling that so many have been able to spend time with us up here. I cherish the time together … and the people. All such incredible gifts.
If you’re one of our dear ones who has not yet been able to visit, don’t worry…the guest book is infinitely expandable.
We can’t wait to add your page to it.
