Porch Light

When I’m driving at night one of my favorite things to do is look at front porches.

There is something soothing about front porches.

Inviting.

Welcoming.

Comforting.

Homey.

I love the way people give their house a personality through their use of decor.

I love to hunt for yellow doors.

But there is something about the warmth of porch light that draws me in.

Sure, front porches are pretty during the day, but something magical happens at night.

The soft light evokes hope – a steady belief that even a small light could guide someone home safely.

Sometimes, those illuminated porches give me an excited feeling – a feeling like there are front porches I don’t even know yet that will become part of my own story.

A front porch to sip tea on.

A front porch to decorate for every holiday.

A front porch to have a first kiss on.

A front porch to welcome loved ones inside.

Slowly, those front porches I gaze at are starting to transform from the warm, white light to Christmas lights of all shapes, sizes, and colors.

I can hardly believe it’s time for that.

But, the steady shift in light always reminds me that even a tiny light can cut through the dark, and even a porch light can make me feel some amount of hope, even though everything feels very heavy right now.

I guess that is why I am so drawn to light, of any kind.

The light carves out beauty even in the midst of darkness.

❤