I’ve gotten much of my bedroom decorated. So I’ll show you what it looks like so far.
When I woke up this morning I thought of something else I might want to do there.
My little fireplace is across from the bed with my small TV on it. I’ll show that wall and the patio door wall later.
I wanted this to be a calm and serene space, conducive to rest and sleep. The paintings I chose for this room reflect that.
The Chosen Theme In My Bedroom:
The paintings are nature-themed. Most of them have a pathway or road in them.
I chose that theme because we’re always moving forward. We’re always taking new paths.
Maybe we’re afraid; maybe we’re reluctant. But time pushes us forward. And unless you follow that path, you’ll never know what’s at the end of it.
Sort of like my moving here. It was a big leap because of my ankle injury flare-up. I feared I could not pull it off.
And I probably couldn’t have without movers, daughters, and wonderful friend Teri, who continues to help me sort things out. Simply because she is kind and generous and good.
Rooms With Meaning:
When decorating a space in our home, we might just want to hang pretty paintings on the wall. We might not give it all that much thought.
But with this home, I’m putting more thought into what I want the rooms to mean and how they define me.
Once, a long time ago, I wrote a post called “I Am More Than Pretty Pictures.” Most of you won’t recall that.
It was when I was trying to “find” myself in blogging. Where I wanted to be. What genre I wanted to slide myself into.
And I found I didn’t quite fit anywhere really. So I stopped trying to fit my square self into a round box and wrote what I felt about everyday life.
Eight Years Ago:
That was back in 2014. Many things have changed in my life and in blogging since then.
But my core value has been to write with intention. To help when I can; ask you questions when I don’t have the answers myself.
I had come out of a dreadful relationship three years prior to that post, and the grip that had on me still had me spinning and trying to find my way.
My confidence was low when I left Texas, and I was seeking a place to huddle down and rest. I wanted to find out who I was and look toward who I wanted to be.
Because really, it’s never too late to do that.
Never think it’s too late to take one path and leave another. It doesn’t matter how old you are, or how many mistakes you’ve made thus far.
There’s always room for improvement. To move forth with a new frame of mind.
And back to my bedroom, here’s a rare photo of Gracie looking into the camera and not trying to run away. This is what she looks like at around 8 months of age.
She is precious. And here in this new home, she and Ivy have stopped fighting. Or rather, Ivy has stopped fighting her.
There might have been a hiss or two in the beginning here. But they are settling in and getting along now.
Meeting The Neighbors:
I seem to be meeting new people every day. I met the man whose patio is across the sidewalk from mine yesterday.
He had come over to the yard during my first week here when Teri was outside and I was resting my ankle, so we hadn’t officially met.
He’s very nice. He has a dog named Boomer. And when Boomer goes out his gate, he first runs across the sidewalk to Ron and Pat’s house.
Ron keeps dog treats for Boomer, and when Boomer jumps up on the patio door to announce his arrival, Ron comes outside and sits in his rocking chair and gives Boomer a treat.
Ron & Pat:
When they moved here they too had a small dog, they told me, and it is now deceased. So they’ve kind of adopted Boomer.
Ron and Pat are in their late eighties. But they love to garden and are full of fun. Ron designs wooden ships. The theme of his patio is nautical.
People have been so friendly in welcoming me here to their little community, and I am so grateful for their kindness as I’ve begun to travel my new path.