For the longest time, my house wasn't really "decorated". We just didn't have much in the way of home decor, and we moved several times, so it seemed like it was a wise idea to keep the decor down to the bare minimum. On the down side, it didn't really look like we LIVED in our houses for the longest time. When we moved into this house, and later bought it, it was time. I love photographs, and have lots of those on tops of bookcases, all of our family members. Here are 13 other little things that all mean something to me.
4, 5, and 6. The shelf pictured below is an homage to my mother. The small picture is her in Poland, at about age 2. She looks so carefree, even though there was a war going on (my Mom was born in 1941). I love the big bow in her hair. The middle photo is her at 79, taken on my second to the last visit home to South Carolina to see her. We had a wonderful day at the Columbia Zoo and Gardens. The little candle is from Myrtle Beach--she bought it for me and sent it out a couple of years ago. Funny thing--my family spent a ton of time at Myrtle Beach over the years, but I've never been.
7. I bought this little horse in Ruidoso, NM last year over 4th of July at the Flying J Ranch to remind me of the great chuckwagon dinner we had that night. We'll be going back again this year!
8. When I got my very first "big" management job, as a Director of Nursing, my in-laws bought me this lovely paperweight. It's always sat on my work desk, but these days, I don't really have the room. It looks pretty in the living room.
9. My opa (German for grandfather) passed away when I was 6 months old. Pretty shortly after this picture was taken. It is the only picture I have of any of my grandparents holding me, which is kind of weird, I think. He had some sort of brain cancer. He was a talented woodworker, and built the house my Mom lived in after they emigrated to the United States. He also made amazing furniture. One of my most prized possessions is a large cedar chest with several kinds of inlaid wood that he made for my mother. It has a plaque on the front with her initials. She gave it to me when she moved here.
11. A work friend of mine bought me this lovely little Nambe' silver heart. I had the seaglass beads around from some other project, and thought they looked good against the silver. She and I worked together in my previous department, and I really miss spending time with her. Hopefully we'll be able to get together soon.
12. This is another of my prized possessions. On one of our mini-cays during the pandemic, we spent the weekend in Santa Fe, which is about 45 minutes from here. We found this sassy roadrunner (our state bird) in a art gallery near the hotel. This particular Dine' (Navajo) artist, Chandler Begaye is known for his folk art animals, and I just loved the colors. He's hand carved from the roots of a cottonwood tree.
12. This really just says it all, doesn't it? It has pride of place on the biggest bookcase in the room, among photos of our parents.