I've always been of a strong opinion of the woman's place in the home. My mother, arguably the strongest woman I know, has ironically always harboured rather anti-feminist ideals. Both of us bathe in my Nana's gene pool, inheriting quality skills in homemaking and the creation of culinary delights, and though her passion for sewing and crafting seemed to have skipped a generation, my role as a homemaker is one firmly instilled both by nature, and by nurture. Which is why I take great pride in roles that require the art of hostessing, or the display of an ideal domestic harmony. It is why guests will never find my home a mess; why visitors will never find themselves thirsty; or why boyfriend's friends will imagine him being thoroughly well cared for. Yes, these may be values I am yet to fully grow into, but if the fundamentals are not cemented into my mindset now, they will never blossom into perfect fruition.
The illusion of harmony is something that everyone, to some degree, tries to impress on the vision of others. But every true homemaker, for that is what she is, seeks to make that illusion reality. Though, yes, my true passion lies in the aquisition of knowledge, I am well aware that a harmonious domestic environment will only further my mental wellbeing, and that of my family. I am one of the women who take pride in this role, who value its importance, and above all, sees it as a true vocation, rather than a role or responsibility.
The woman is the pillar to every household. Yes, this may be a dated philosophy, and feel free to call me an anachronistic throwback, but I can think of no genuine reason why society and marriages would not flourish if more importance was placed on this role. It is of the utmost importance to provide for our families, and living in our economic climate it is near impossible for the average family to support itself on a solitary income, which is why I will not embark on a rant against the Modern Career Woman; Not because the argument is subversive, nor from a lack of validity, but from the simple fact that it would be futile. Our society will not change, and will not 'regress' to the days of the housewife, as terrible or as beautiful as that would be. Instead, I can only implore the women of today to see the glory and the value of the domestic sphere, and seek to fulfill its entirety. Admittedly, not every lady will share my passion for doilies and teaparties, but most would admit they'd be hard pressed to find a man who doesn't appreciate a spouse who knows her way around a kitchen, can entertain even the most diverse of guests, and can provide the stability for familial development and bliss. Other wifely roles are of course, equally important, though if you want to know more about that, just pick up a copy of Cosmopolitan.







Apologies for the rant, my blog is the most useful tool for procrastination! I am currently avoiding an essay on national stability in Shakespearean tragedy! Many thanks for the most hits my blog has ever had this weekend, and an effusive shout out to Matt :)