My mom’s beach house window seat
From the time I was little, I remember thinking about houses and how much I loved them. I spent countless hours as a grade schooler drawing floor plans, looking at design books and magazines, riding in the backseat of the car going on “drive bys” with my parents, and decorating my own room.
My parents moved several times over the course of my childhood. Looking for ugly duckling, diamond in the rough homes and bringing them to their full potential became a family pastime. I was fortunate enough to live in some lovely homes in wonderful neighborhoods, learning many remodeling and decorating lessons from my mom along the way.
My mom, willing to do anything for my decorating happiness at home!
My love of decorating and beautiful homes was definitely influenced by my mom! As I grew up and began to decorate houses of my own, my mom was right there helping me out to make every house a home. She is the queen mum of decorating!
We’ve laughed ourselves silly over decor projects gone wrong and have been quite pleased with ourselves when we pulled off something amazing. We’ve dreamed up ideas, shopped til we dropped and had a lot of fun along the way. It is fun to have a partner in decorating crime (not to mention in all other areas of life)!
My parents at my daughter’s wedding rehearsal…
they hosted the wedding at their house!
As some of you might know, my mom was hospitalized last week for a life threatening bout with a rare and difficult to diagnose pneumonia. My heart sunk when I heard how sick she was and of course, my mind raced to all the dreadful possible outcomes. I was at home in Washington and my mom was in Portland. I was three hours away.
Tears welled up in my eyes and fear gripped my entire body as I read the text from my sister who was by her side when an ambulance brought her to the ER….the text simply said “come.” I called her immediately and demanded “what does that mean?” and she told me, through her tears, that my mom could not breathe. I prayed for God’s mercy on her and as I drove to Portland, a peace came over me that I cannot describe. My sister told me not to cry all the way there so I was grateful for that feeling of peace!
My mom’s beautiful garden, all designed and planted by her!
She is kind of like Martha Stewart, she can do everything.
The next text came with a bit of better news, they were able to get her breathing with oxygen. Even so, the next few days by her side were some of the scariest days of my life. Unless you count the last time I experienced a near death experience with her about 15 years ago, when I saw her in the ER with another mystery illness they eventually diagnosed as encephalitis. I spent many many months with her after that illness, helping her to get back to normal daily life. Fortunately, when she is not experiencing a medical mystery, she is very healthy!
In this recent illness God again had mercy on her — the cause and cure of her pneumonia was found while she was in he hospital. She got better day by day — I was with her for all nine days in the hospital. I’m calling her miracle mom! This past weekend she was able to go home and other than being weak and needing to regain strength, she is feeling better than she has in years! I’m beyond excited that she is on the mend.
I am so happy to still have her a part of my life!
Thank you so much for all of your prayers for her, you were definitely a part of a miracle! Each of your emails, comments and notes meant so much to us.
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