Sometimes I look at pictures from long ago and think about my life then and what I was doing and where I was going and how I felt. It has always amazed me at how different those pictures from 30, 20 or even 5 years ago were and where my heart and mind was then and where my heart and mind are today. When I decorated in the beginning I see a young girl with no decorating ability who only knew to copy what she had been brought up with, I saw it grow in a style that was meant to compete with young women she associated with, then it grew larger yet to bring a sense of quiet self and new found freedom from competition. A signature appeared that was all mine, and I was finally comfortable in it for a good 12 years. I believe that happens to all of us and I believe that it is a natural occurrence, but today something weirder happened. I took a picture of my newly decorated dining room and for the first time in my decorating attempts, I feel like I do not belong. It looks ethereal to me for some reason and although I like it in real life it feels foreign. It is almost unsettling to me. I think it is because so many times in my life I think of things, and those things happen. Even when I don't tell anyone. Now, I am feeling a little uncomfortable with this new room and the thoughts I am having about this picture is something I'd rather not be thinking. So, don't say I didn't tell you so when things.........do happen and the message in this room is revealed!
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