Corners of Our Home
Some parts of my home make me feel so happy and warm. My books are my companions and my promises to myself. You might say, they are no small part of my retirement plan.
Colors lift me up; they fulfill some longing in my heart.
Some corners inspire me to be artistic. I can thank my two pregnancies for spurring me to paint my two wall murals.
Some corners feature treasured gifts that fit perfectly.
Some corners are ordinary, functional, and require frequent scrubbing.
Some are exactly opposite.
Many corners are cluttered with the stuff of our lives—mostly drawings, laundry, toys, and library books—oh, and dirt from outside, which arrives hourly on the tides of boys going out and coming in.
Sometime I have to look up to find some peaceful place to rest my eyes, some little spot that’s not in need of tidying.
Things gather you know, it’s natural. Every once in a while, I have to move it all aside, maybe dust a bit (but not too much), and replace a few nostalgic items just so, exactly how they need to be, for now.
There you have it: home.
February 25, 2011 at 1:52 pm
What beautiful corners! I especially love your murals, the little bird is my favorite part. And, those bookshelves look exactly like ours!
February 25, 2011 at 5:45 pm
Thank you, Karen! The bird and lion mural was inspired by a children’s book called The Lion and the Little Red Bird, by Elisa Kleven. It’s one of my favorites. Thank heaven for books, right?