Do you ever take time to look up?
Maybe it’s at the sky in the morning or at sunset
Maybe it’s to your very tall husband if you are like me💜
This morning, I was stretching my very sore back and took a moment to look up.
The only rug in the house that is available for laying on is in the parlor, the piano room, the room where the desk is.
Whatever you want to call it….
The first thing I see is this cute light. If you want to read about how it was made, you can see it here All the feels
I never get tired of seeing this light. It casts the prettiest pattern/shadow on the ceiling.
When I spin around and look behind me, I see the fireplace. Wow, what a transformation it is.
She’s a real beauty now vs, falling apart from the inside out. One day she might even have fire again.
I look over and see the piano bench. It doesn’t get a lot of use, but every week I get to give piano lessons to my sweet friend Ayden. One day, Jack and Luke will get lessons as well and all of those weekly lessons that Mom and Dad paid for, for me will not be in vain.
I look out the front window and what do I see? Little boy fingerprints. It’s a friendly reminder that I have a sweet 2 year old that fills our home with love and that I can clean later.
Above my head is a wall full of pictures. Pictures of those I love. Those that I call husband, children, grandchildren, parents and more. The wall holds special memories and thoughts of those that have gone before us and reminders of so many things
On the other side of the room, there is a desk. It might not be the most exciting place to sit but it was a fun project. You can read about it here Table to desk
When I see this desk I am thankful for the house we pay for, the lights we have and the jobs that pay the bills. So many things to be thankful for
Don’t forgot sometimes to look up
The girl heading out to yard sale today. Wish me luck!