Liv Lovingly

There is something about a home that is well placed.  Every piece of décor hanging in its place.  The unique smell as you walk in that says so much about your hosts kitchen…  I remember growing up my friends talking about the smell of my house, how it always smelled of food and regardless of what was being made the signature scent was still there. I remember when our home took on a new smell one Christmas season.  My mother had forgotten to blow out the Hope Candle of our Advent wreath conveniently located on our wooden windowsill above the kitchen sink, while we all left for our Christmas Eve Candle Light Service.   The candle burned until it hit the wood, starting a fire. We rushed home to what we thought would be nothing left, only to find just a sink full of ash,   a broken window, and a home that smelled like campfire.  The fire burned just enough to grab our attention but not enough to hurt.  It revealed h...