I’ve learned a few lessons on tiny living over the course of the past month. I was not nearly as skeptical as most of you, but at one point I did wonder if we could do it. I am here to report that it has been a breeze and here is why:
- It is a lot easier than expected. In the beginning I wondered if I was really going to do this. I was a bit overwhelmed in the first week as I tried to figure out what was going to work best. Is this the best place for the dishes? My pantry is so disorganized. Do I need more shelves? Do I need all this silverware? All that kind of stuff. But as we settled in and began to get into our routine, it got easier. Way easier. So easy, that I can hardly believe I doubted myself. And it is even easier to spend time in the tiny house than I expected.
- It reminds me that we have everything we need and then some. We are no longer part of the never ending consumerism cycle. We do not yearn to purchase things we do not have. We are more focused on necessity as opposed to fulfilling our desire for more. Besides, we do not have all the space to put extras anyway. Tiny living reminds me that we are beyond blessed.
- We are more connected. Living in a tiny space and in such close proximity to my parents has been amazing. Not only are we closer as a family of three but we are closer with the rest of our family as well. I have witnessed the kids blossom in ways they never would have if it had not been for this life change. They are more secure, more obedient, more loving towards each other and others, more imaginative, and just happier overall.
- We spend a lot less time shopping. We do not need much anymore and are far less focused on material possessions. That frees up time to do other things we enjoy like spending hours at the park. We spend more time enjoying simple pleasures. When we woke up this morning we watched the pink sunrise through our tiny house windows and discussed the beauty of God’s creation.
- We spend a lot more time just “being”. We are no longer busy for the sake of being busy. The tiny house has brought peace and serenity to our lives. Our old house felt like it embodied chaos because it was where Pete spent the majority of his illness. It also gives me a chance to do less housework which, in turn, allows me to focus on my children more; they are what matters most. There are days when we have nothing planned for the whole day. The old me would have felt aimless, but the new me enjoys having that luxury.
Tiny living has inspired us to live simply, dream bigger, pursue joy, laugh more, focus on togetherness, and to relish life’s simple pleasures. It has inspired us to truly live intentionally and I know Pete would be proud.