What I Wish I Knew About Family Culture 10 Years Ago

There was a time the family culture I dreamed of seemed as though it would always be a dream. I found myself as a mom increasingly idealizing what I dreamed of for my family. My husband and I spent hours talking about what was important to us. What did we want our kids to leave home with? What did we want the atmosphere of our home to be like?

I dreamed of my intentionally cultivated home when it seemed like only a fairy tale. I was drowning in diapers and laundry; yet, I felt stirred and alive when I read authors like Sally Clarkson and Edith Schaeffer. I had always appreciated truth, but now I was starting to see that truth is most alive when accompanied by goodness and beauty.

As the idea of family culture started to take shape, I learned that family culture is not trying to replicate what has worked in someone else’s home.

It’s personal. We all have a one-of-a-kind family with a unique fabric, a rich history, and a story that lives on in the unchartered days ahead.


Hannah Savage
Hannah Savage
Hannah Savage is a wife, mom of three and lover of good conversation, especially if it’s in the company of coffee and good friends. She writes on cultivating a heart-first, grace-fueled home from the inside out at HannahSavage.com and on Instagram as @HannahSavageWrites.

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