Small Things

Hi guys! I am so excited about this post, I can barely stand it!

First of all, I want to thank all of you, from the bottom of my heart, for your words of love and support on my most recent personal post. I have to admit, that putting the intimate details of my life out there for the world to see was not an easy thing for me to do, and I was so worried about how it would all be received. So worried, that I was actually afraid to look at the comments for an embarrassingly long time. But when I finally got up the courage to read them, I just couldn’t believe how wonderfully amazing you are all.

So hard as it was to share, I am so unbelievably happy that I made the decision to do it, because I cannot even begin to tell you all how much your words of love, empathy, encouragement and wisdom helped me. I want you all to know that each and every one of you who took the time to comment or message me directly; your words meant so much to me and have helped me in so many ways I cannot even begin to express.

So thank you all for sharing your beautiful hearts with me. I truly don’t know how I got so lucky to be able to share my day to day with the likes of incredible people like you, so thank you for being here and for giving me so much. You are truly special people and I will be forever grateful and indebted to you.

All of you inspired, strengthened and helped me to continue putting one foot in front of the other and truly pushed me to move into the next chapter of my life with new, fresh and excited eyes. A new chapter that I am so excited to start sharing with you today…

For a long time, I felt like I didn’t recognize myself; like I had become a shadow of the self that I once was. So much so that I had almost forgotten who I used to be; who my true self was. I was so scared that I would never find that side of myself again – that I would never be “the same”. But in these last few weeks since I shared with you all, I have been healing; rebuilding and it’s been an absolute joy to start to feel like myself again. To realize that despite my worst fears and self doubts, that I am still fun, frivolous and deserving of pure, and genuine happiness. I know there is much more healing and self discovery to come – but I also know that I can genuinely say that I have found happiness again. Happiness in the small things; the simple and yet oh so beautiful things that make up our daily lives.

I have no idea what the future holds, and a few months ago saying that absolutely terrified me; crippled me truthfully. But I am absolutely loving the sound of a future of unknowns now. I am so unbelievably excited about the possibilities, and all of the amazing things that are available to me as long as I keep my mind and and most importantly my heart open.

I think that is where the turning point came for me; consciously deciding that, no matter what, I will always keep my heart open; Refusing to let a broken heart take away my joy, my ability to hope, to deeply trust and to throw myself with reckless abandon into love again one day. I know it’s a leap of faith to live like that; that there are never any guarantees in life, and so there is always the possibility of getting hurt – but I also know that I wouldn’t want to live any other way.

So if nothing else, I hope this post will give any of you out there who are in need, some hope. Hope that even though it might not feel like it right now, you will heal. The human heart and spirit is such a wonderfully resilient thing, and if you let it, time will heal all wounds.

All that heavy stuff aside – let’s chat about something fun! Like one of the things that I am super, duper excited about right now, which is ….. my new little home!

I’m all moved in and even though it took much time and some getting used to, it really does feel like “home” now. My mom always says “home is where you hang your hat” and aint that just the honest truth. For the past seven years I called the house I shared with Cole home, so it was heartbreaking and devastating when I had to leave. Even though I had a roof over my head, I felt homeless. Like I didn’t belong anywhere.

But since moving into my new place, and having somewhere to “hang my hat” at the end of each day, I have found so much comfort is this new space I call my own. I love everything about my little space, so I thought it would be fun over the next few weeks to share a few home tour blog posts! Who’s in!?

And what better place to start, than in the space that I consider the heart of my home… my kitchen

It may be small, but I think it’s pretty darn fantastic.

Admittedly, in the beginning I was a little worried about the size; about trying to fit all of my kitchen tools, gadgets and bake ware into a much smaller space than what I had been used to. I knew I wouldn’t be able to fit everything, and that some things wouldn’t make the trip with me, but I took it as a challenge and really decided to look at it as a positive opportunity be much more mindful about the things I really “need” in my kitchen – and in life really.

I actually found it to be so freeing; therapeutic really. Sorting through everything and happily deciding keep only the things that I truly treasure and that I know bring me joy on a daily basis. Not only that, but I took pleasure in knowing that the things I chose to donate, would be going to people who need and probably deserve them so much more than I do.

In the end, I found myself in a kitchen filled with things that I love, and still with a shocking amount of room to spare! I cannot even tell you how overjoyed I am. I am so in love with this space.

When I stand in this kitchen, it just feels like me. Everything from the white cabinets, to the marble back splash, to the cookie jars on the counter, and right down to the fluffy pink foot rug on the floor. There truly is no place I would rather be than right here. Just a girl in her kitchen. Anytime I’m feeling a little bit lost, or in need of some comfort and peace, I always know I can find it here. Whether I’m just standing barefoot at the kitchen counter staring at nothing in particular, or I’m staring intently into a bowl of brownie batter… life always makes sense in my kitchen.

There is truly no better feeling than when I flip on my mixer, and dance barefoot around my kitchen to songs like “I Wanna Dance With Somebody”, while simultaneously flipping through recipe books, and nibbling on ingredients. Those are the moments when I feel most like myself, and not a single day goes by that I don’t feel so incredibly grateful to have them.

I know so many beautiful (& delicious) things will come out of this kitchen and that in the process so many joyful memories will be created. And for me, that is all I need. Life is beautiful friends, and it’s the small things that count the most. I truly believe that.

So if you want to see more of this space, and a little bit of me getting my dancing bake & happy on in it, take a scroll below!

Oh! And if you are interested in where I got this adorable dress – it’s from one of my favourite local Shops Hunnis, and if you live in Vancouver you can check em’ out or you can order it online here!

Thanks for poppy by lovelies & as always, happy baking <3

KP xoxo