Feeling a little nostalgic today for this dear to my heart little blog spot.
This blog was conceived and commenced while I was undergoing a long year of enforced isolation due to medical treatment. I always thought the name of this blog was a little awkward. Making Haven. I knew what it meant to me but I thought other people might think it was a craft blog. I had a list of other names and the one I wanted to use was "Memory's Ship'. However the blog name Making Haven persisted in making its presence felt in my mind.
At the time I was living and working in an urban location, and my husband and I were spending most of our weekends here in the country. I longed to make a shift away from the circumstances I was currently living to my own idea of haven. I longed to reach my own safe harbour, Arrive at quiet and peaceful sanctuary. To finally make haven. And I did. Now I reside in that safe harbour - after a long time sailing to reach haven.
The second meaning that abided under the title Making Haven, was about how I could set about making my home - where ever that was - a haven, my safe harbour, a place to shelter from the harsh winds of everyday life. Though no life can entirely escape the effects of harsh winds, or changing tides, I wanted to set about deliberately creating my sanctuary to restore, refresh, and rekindle. Restore what I felt the world was trying to take away. Refresh my world weary soul. Rekindle my creative self.
And this year, I am more grateful than ever to have made haven.