Big...And Not So Big
I've been reading Sarah Susanka -- both "The Not So Big House" and "The Not So Big Life". The latter is really tied in to the former, and both have stirred something very deep in me. This stirring has to do with my house and my life now, as a widow with children grown and gone.
As I move out of a period of deep mourning, through gentle grief into a time of sadness-tinted transition, I am spending a great deal of time figuring out how to claim and enjoy my life as a 'single' person (I swear I'll never feel completely single, having been married for so long) in this house, at a time when I can't afford to move, and when I want to love again what I so loved about this house and garden in the first place.
The result? I spent a good part of Saturday afternoon re-arranging furniture in my family room. I am now taking time to live with the changes for a bit, but even so, new ideas are percolating in my brain, next steps, small changes to make to improve what I've done and to carry the comfort to other areas of the house. Some of those changes will have to wait till I paint my bedroom, which will be very soon!
In moving quickly, I haven't taken 'before' photos, so if I do post 'after' ones, there'll be nothing to which to compare...ah well -- the price of what would appear to be impulse, but was really the need to Get On With It!