I picked up a really ugly, dog chewed and neglected Ethan Allen table at the thrift store. It’s bones were incredible and I knew it could be made beautiful
First up was to repair the bad places.
It was a downward spiral from there. Each piece that was removed made way for another bad place and then another.
A pretty coat of white paint always helps
I added some farmhouse flair
It went up for sale, even though I really wanted it. It was too large for my living room or I would have kept it.
This morning at church, I was approached by a friend. He mentioned he had noticed the table on Facebook marketplace and that he might be interested in taking it off my hands.
I was ecstatic and we planned a meet this afternoon.
He showed up punctually and Steve helped us load it in his truck.
We chatted for a little bit.
He recently lost his wife to cancer. She was a Godly, wonderful woman and we all feel the void she left behind.
We spoke of church and friends that we miss. We share some triumphs and some sadness recently endured.
He then shared the love story of he and his wife.
Many years ago he spotted her across a dance floor and was instantly mesmerized. He needs to know who she is.
Another day, he is at a college dorm and to his surprise, she is on the third floor and his friend speaks to her.
“You know her?”
His friends replies “yes, we went to high school together.”
I need to know her.
Please introduce us.
A few weeks later they were engaged.
One month later he was drafted.
A few months later, he was home on leave and they were married.
49 years they were married before she changed her address to heaven.
The loneliness is debilitating and life will never be the same.
One learns to live alone but it is never easy.
One learns to cook for himself because he has no choice.
A love story like theirs deserves an audience. It’s deserves to be shared and even though she is no longer on earth to add to the conversation does not make it any less important.
Don’t forget to speak to our friends who have had a loss. It heals the heart to speak of the love they shared for so long.
Don’t forget to invite them to dinner. Not because you feel sorry for them but because their company fills your home with joy.
Don’t forget to hug. Body contact is like a life line.
Thank you sweet friend for adding one of my projects to your home and for allowing me to share a piece of your story.
My heart is full