12.03.2016

My Mother's Crystals



When the Christmas Season begins, one of my passions is always to decorate and find lovely ways to make my trees and home look festive and beautiful.  I guess I learned that from my mother.  Maybe not to the extent that I do it today, after all that time was a simpler time when I was growing up.  We had one fake tree that really looked fake and we would layer it with the heaviest of tacky tinsel and garland that we could find.  It looked glorious to me growing up.  My mother was very creative and loved to make anything pretty.  We didn't have much money and our apartment was not glamorous but she just had such a special way.  
This will be my second Christmas without my mother.  I can't even write this post without feeling the ache in my chest that nothing will ever soothe it.  
I miss her so terribly I can't even begin to write how much.

But especially now during Christmas.  My mom was my helper, assistant and aide when it came to decorating my home for the holidays.  Although she couldn't climb on things or help me hang or do big things, she would sit patiently by me for hours and put hooks on balls or hand me things while we listened to christmas music.  

Her biggest contribution was the idea of crystals on my trees.  I had bought these inexpensive crystals one year and she gave me the idea of putting them on the trees.  Year after year this became our custom.  When the strings broke on them she would replace them, and she suggested to use green string because it hid nicely on the tree branches.  As you can see below, every single green string was placed on and threaded by her with her hands.    

Everytime I open the box I am overwhelmed with joy and sadness at my mothers gift to me, her love and kindness to do something as tedious as that.  The tiny holes in the crystals are so small my eyes can't see them and I'm 51 she was in her late 80's.  At times she'd say, " I'm going to rest my eyes for a bit and then continue."  I can't begin to write about how she was such a wonderful mother to me, despite the end with her illness and eventually the point of where she no longer recognized me or new who I was.  The other night I had not seen the box as I was decorating for the house tour and I was thinking and saying in my head, mom I wish you were here with me.  How lonely I feel without you by my side.  Moments later, I opened a bin and there was the box with my mother's crystals.  

Here is one of my trees adorned with hundreds of crystals.  Her touch even after she is no longer present.  But she is, through the crystals on my tree.

 Mom, I am who I am today because of you and the woman you were.  I love you more and more each day and wish I could have just one more day, one more night, one more moment with you, sitting by the tree as we listened to Christmas music and you strung my little crystals and handed them to me one by one with care.
I'll love you forever.

11.19.2016

The New Deck

Please, please forgive me.  I have been traveling for our anniversary and my birthday and did not have a chance to do the final post.  My deck has been done for about two weeks.  We are so in love with it.  Love Sylvan and all the Amish Builders that work so hard and meticulously to make everything  beautiful.  So here it is.  Now there is furniture missing.  I ordered the sofa and love seat that match the wicker chaise from Frontgate.  It is due to arrive mid December.  I also got a fabulous ottoman from Nell Hills that I will also share and the little round table that I bought on Amazon thanks to my friend Catherine is not stained in the photo.  I just darkened it today.  It looks wonderful.
Hope you like it.







11.04.2016

Happy 28th Anniversary to Us.

Tomorrow, Nov 5 is our 28th Wedding Anniversary.  I am so thankful that 30 years ago I decided to work at a youth day camp as a counselor and I met this guy.  I have to be honest ,I found him annoying at first.  He was talking about his SAT scores and I thought, "snoreville."  But then miraculously we became friends.   For two years we were camp counselors and I got to know him, Robby. He was a baseball pitcher in college and played basketball as well.  He was an incredible athlete, a drummer, incredibly intelligent and had a wonderful sense of humor.  The more I got to know him I realized he was the kind of guy I should be dating instead of the guys I was interested in.  I talked to him about my ex boyfriends and actually the boyfriend at the time and all that was going wrong and I remember how kind he was as he listened to me talk and talk without interrupting or even mentioning his high SAT scores.  Lol!
Little did I know he was interested in me the entire time.  Whent the summer came to an end he told me he'd love to take me to a concert.  I had never been to one.  I had just become unattached and agreed to go.
It was Elton John.
We had the last seats in the entire arena.
I didn't like Elton John, but I pretended to.
And here I am 28 years later, two sons, and a granddaughter, two dogs and years of memories,  special moments, tears, and laughter, a millions of hand holding, baby rocking, snuggling, joking, massages, plenty of those, (Rob attributes his arthritis in his hands from years of massaging my neck and back), agreeing that I don't look fat, kisses, long drives, humoring me when I have a new idea,
trips, surprises, advice, endless support, gifts, getting me coffee, moving furniture, hugging for no reason, watching thirty-something with me over and over, and finally forgiving me and loving me year after year.
He still makes me feel as if we are dating at times and I am the person I am today because of the support, love and constant example that he sets for me each day as a model husband, father and friend.  I am the luckiest, girl girl girl, on the face face face of the earth earth earth.
I love you Robby.
This is the photo that started it all.  The last day at Summer camp.  I'm wearing his t shirt.  I still have it and wear it to sleep.  This was the day he told me if I would go with him to a concert and I said yes.  It all began with a t shirt and a concert.  

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