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"After Laura and Mary had washed and wiped the dishes, swept the floor, made their bed, and dusted, they settled down with their books. But the house was so cozy and pretty that Laura kept looking up at it."
- Laura Ingalls Wilder
Human Frailty of the Godly Soul
"The life of Luther might suffice to give a thousand instances, and he was by no means of the weaker sort. His great spirit was often in the seventh heaven of exultation, and as frequently on the borders of despair. His very deathbed was not free from tempests, and he sobbed himself into his last sleep like a greatly wearied child."
"As for her, like most women, she had but one ambition. To be a good wife and a good mother, and to be beloved by her husband and children, was all she asked. [She was] a busy, affectionate, cheerful little housewife, whose voice would never be heard in the streets, but whose memory would always live in a few faithful hearts."
- Elizabeth Prentiss, 1800's.
A married woman who stays home. This is a lifelong vocation. It is an old-fashioned term, and something to be proud of. Not a "domestic engineer." Not a "home manager." An old fashioned housewife, who keeps the home, and abides there. - Mrs. White
I have been up since early this morning, preparing for a Christmas gathering. The rest of my children will be coming home tomorrow. We live in a rural area in Northern Vermont and the snowy landscape is lovely. There is a quietness at our Estate that is like a retreat. The children are coming home from the city. They are coming back to the old homestead for a happy time of eating and visiting.
Lately I cannot keep up with the messes my family makes. I have full charge of the care of my 15 month old grandbaby, along with my regular housekeeping duties. Sometimes the men in our house are helpful with the cooking and cleaning but they don't "love" the house the way a Mother does. My two boys, at 16 and 21 are "The Uncles" to grandbaby. They help me with his care. I am weary and slow-stepped.
I have a great many plans for today to prepare for tomorrow's gathering. I want to bake and cook. I want to make special treats for the children to take back home with them. Things like homemade fudge, sugar cookies and muffins will go into little tins for them. But I will do this in a very slow and steady way. I turned on an old sermon on my kitchen Radio by the late Evangelist, Dr. John R. Rice. It is "The Christian and His Bible." This is such a tremendous source of Spiritual nourishment, it makes the work in the kitchen a joy to the heart.
Soon baby will be awake and my focus will shift almost entirely to his care. He will play in his highchair while I make batters and doughs. We will sing together and see all the snow out the parlour window. Then one of the Uncles will take him out to play before his afternoon nap. There will be times of quiet and times of hustle, as we prepare for a happy Christmas gathering.
Yet, I know that nothing will make this family time wonderful without a loving, humble attitude. Whether all gets done or not, is not the goal. It is the process of creating and of homemaking that will bring delight to our home. It is the happy smile and the effort that counts. It is the thought and the love that will make it all worthwhile.
I may, at times, be in the midst of cleaning a mess, or burning one batch of cookies, as I go along, but the sweet kindness that I spread, like rainbows in the middle of rain, is what will cheer the hearts of all.