Monday, December 13, 2010

What Once Was Old.....

 Our household has been going through some major changes of late. As families grow and change, so do lifestyles and priorities. Recently, it became apparent that my mother needed to make a change in her lifestyle. She was needing a little help managing, and her home was no longer working for her. We decided the best thing was for her to move in with us. When we remodeled our home, we dug out a basement with exterior access, bathroom, laundry room and large open space which became my office. We decided to consolidate my office and split the space in two so Mom could have a little studio and her own bathroom. The Laundry Room will eventually become a kitchenette for her....but one step at a time.

Every day, I thank the powers that be for my husband, Tim. Not every husband would welcome their MIL into their home with open arms. Not only that, he built a wall to separate the space in the basement, complete with French door. He moved box after box of books and household "stuff". He emptied her garage and gave up his parking space in our garage so we could store her things there. He made sure the SureWest guys wired her new room for TV and phone. He was there when the glass shower door was installed in the bathroom. He painted and cleaned. Now that Mom is here, he makes her dinner and lets her do the crossword puzzle....formerly his territory. Sometimes they do it together. All of this he does in addition to all of the other things he does, large and small, for our family. (Last night he brought home poinsettias for the front porch). It is a rare thing to hear any peep of impatience. It is a rare thing to have a husband like this.

So.....this Holiday Season, I feel overwhelmed with appreciation for my husband. He is better than any present I could wish for. He is better than any vacation, car or house. He is better than diamonds. Let me rephrase.....he IS my diamond. There is an abundance in his care for us. 

When Tim and I were moving my mother's things out of her garage, we discovered a little table. It was a bit forlorn, covered in cobwebs and water stained, but it charmed me none the less. The top had come off and had broken in two, but  the rest was in pretty solid shape. Someone had lovingly built this table and I decided it was time to put it back to good use. A few finish nails to put the top back on, and a couple of coats of paint, and it is a wonderful little perch for a drink and a book. It may go through more changes.... A different color, or removal of the paint for a lime wash effect. I haven't decided yet. It will evolve over time....like our family....like us.

I wish you all a

 Very Joyous and Abundant Holiday Season

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22 comments:

poindextr said...

Love your story. Not an easy transition for anyone, but a good one. And a good little table too, maybe a tiny bit symbolic. Thanks for sharing. :)

Splendid Sass said...

Well, this is one of the sweetest, while sad, story I have heard. I understand because my mother had to go to a retirement home and is close to the end. It breaks our hearts when this happens to our parents, but it is fortunate that you have such a wonderful husband to welcome her.
Thank you for sharing. The table is absolutely beautiful. I love the shape and the cutouts.
Teresa

Anonymous said...

It's a beautiful story how you and your husband have opened your home to your mother. He is certainly a very special man.

Nancy

P.S. I love this... said...

Love your story. Your "Diamond" is much like my "Treasure", my husband Fred.

Seems like the transition is going well and your husband is a gem to welcome your mom with open arms. In laws can be difficult territory.

Cute lil' table.

Karena said...

Katie this is such a heartwarming story and a tru testament to you wonderful husband.

The table is perfect!

My fingers are really crossed for your giveaway!

xoxo
Karena
Art by Karena

Laura Casey Interiors said...

I love what you did with the table but really love what your husband and you have done for your mom! Merry Christmas Katie!

quintessence said...

What a wonderfully poignant post and lovely analogy. Your husband is a very special man indeed - I know you're counting your blessings!

serena at the urban farmhouse said...

Katie - this is such a sweet post. just what the holidays should be about - family and gifts from the heart. happiest of holidays to you!
xo
Serena

Inspirational Sketchbook said...

Thank you for the misty eyes and such an eloquently written story. Roxanne

home before dark said...

This is grace and love at its finest. Cherish these days because they show you and all those you love at your very finest, loving selves. How could not beautiful homes flow from such love?

Linda in AZ * said...

* I think your dearest husband qualifies for SAINTHOOD, and that YOU are the dearest of daughters...

I know a lot will say this, but I truly AM married to the same type of guy, & I wouldn't trade him for the world, even now, 43 years later... (Now, I MIGHT wanna "bop 'im on his dear ol' HEAD" once in a while, but trade him? NEVER!).

Your precious Mom is so very blessed, as are YOU. TRULY. I miss MINE soooo much, ESPECIALLY at THIS time of year. I miss Daddy too, but not "the same way". Mine BOTH died too young, so PLZ TAKE THE TIME TO ENJOY HER!!!

One favor? We can call it a "Christmas favor", if you will? Would you, could you please go to her right now, and just give her a great big, warm, hug from me, a complete stranger, but one who ADORED h*e*r Mom?!?!?! THANKS! That makes me FEEL GOOD!!!

Holiday hugs n' blessings to you ALL,
Linda in AZ *
bellesmom1234@comcast.net

Anonymous said...

I too am blessed with a handy, loving and compassionate husband. Always willing to help my mother when needed. They say one chooses a husband like ones father...and my father did the same for my grandmother.Thanks for sharing your story...it reminds me to appreciate mine even more.

katiedid said...

Hi all!
Tim really is the best guy. But Linda, we definitely have our moments too. He leaves his socks on the floor and wakes me up at 4:45 in the AM when he gets up to exercise. (4:45?!?!) He leaves snacks out on tables and counters instead of putting them away. But I figure if this is the worst of it....I have no complaints. Oh...he does scare me when he drives...but he has learned over the years it is less stressful for both of us if he lets me drive.

But who wants perfect anyway? Life would be pretty boring with perfection, wouldn't it?

Neither of us are perfect, but IMO, we are a perfect fit.

My Interior Life said...

That is such a sweet tribute to your husband. And I just read your comment. Of course, no one is perfect, but your obvious appreciation for him far outweighs any faults.

And that wonderful table. Love its incarnation. Like a phoenix rising from Arizona (ha, sorry, Seinfeld reference slipped out).

Take care & Happy Holidays to you too!

mary said...

Thank you for sharing your love and all of the blessings. Mary

{Bellamere Cottage} said...

Wow.... what an awesome husband.... He certainly deserves high praise... And, you're right....nothing in the material world can compare with a loving and supportive partner.

Love the little table... Just the right size!

Warm blessings,
Spencer

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Party Resources said...

What a wonderful story and happy holidays! xx

Pretty Inspirational said...

It's so nice to save and restore an item to it's former glory. Great table!

Lila said...

Your obviously good daughter. I think that table looks lovely.
xoxo
Lila Ferraro

gina said...

Loved your story. You are a lucky woman to have such a wonderful husband and your mother is lucky to have such a wonderful and talented daughter. Merry Christmas and God Bless all of you!

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