homesnips

tonight i am feeling grateful. for dear and perceptive and generous friends (especially kristi and jeffrey), 

and for my home, which i have created and which nourishes me. 


if there is one thing my mother has taught me in this world, it is how to create a home.  how to obey my own instincts, surrounding myself with things i love and ending up with a home full of quirky, messy, chaotic beauty.  

i look around my home, and i see curtains my mother made for me, and the watercooler my dad carried up here and the huge, funny fish sculpture/vase my grandma gave me.  i see my books, collected over my whole lifetime, and loved.  utterly loved.  i love being in my home.

and i know there are those who preach against attachment to material things. and maybe it's just that i'm not very enlightened.  

but i love my things. 

my stamps.  

my boxes of projects.  

my file cabinet full of poems i love. 

gifts from friends.  games we play.  

my framed photos, 

my mom's old clothes, 

the statue of Mary 

my grandmother gave me 

when i was small.  

these things remind me 

of who i am, 

who i've been, 

who those i love 

believe me 

to be.  

who i choose to become.