~a little art supply station for the youngest, always with missing scissors
~this quilt folded or rumpled on our old couch
~tools always in the process of fixing
~library books stacked on the mantle, the mama has quietly tucked the holiday ones into the closet, and thankfully no one has noticed. after all, one can only read them aloud for so long....
~our collection of most places we've ever been. stones, shells and sea glass...
~our most treasured toys, on shelves made by joe made. these mesmerize every child visitor (along with my own). i always thought i would put them up one day, but maybe not. maybe they will always be tucked into a corner. reminding me of my own little ones and ready for visitors.... there will always be visitors....
Some of these corners evolved and changed as our needs did.... most stayed the same the entire time we've called this house home. I usually walk into a house and feel this is where things go.... and because we move so often, I rarely feel the need to rearrange our home. We even put the Christmas Tree in the same spot each year. These little pockets of steadiness are held dear to me. I suppose a lot of this is my hope of creating strong memories for our children. Does this make sense? I don't know if they'll be visually wired like their mama.... but perhaps. Perhaps a photograph or piece of furniture will remind them that in Louisiana there were two living rooms. One was full of music instruments, a futon for guests, and the castle toys, and all of mama's cookbooks. The other living room had a fireplace. And sometimes we would roast marshmallows when it was cool enough outdoors to make a fire. Then maybe they'll remember the fig tree, the oak tree, the lizards. It seems to all fall together in our mind as we begin to remember. Like dominoes stacked up in a long twisting row, once the first is tumbled over, they all do. I often wonder which pieces of this life will be their most remembered, treasured. All of us together under one roof, yet experiencing life in our own way. Time will tell I suppose......
