My spaces

It is coming up on one year that we have lived in our first home together. I have loved the freedom our landlords have given us to paint our place and make it our own. They say you never forget the first house you've lived in and I surely won't, it's small, has thee smallest closet to ever exist, a kid size toilet but has lots of windows, vaulted ceilings, a big tree outside our front door, on a quiet street, great neighbors and I love it!

I have two favorite spaces in our tiny home. First is our bedroom, we have a large room where our clothes are squished into the tiny closet and two dressers, a gorgeous cobalt blue accent wall that our queen bed centers on, sitting on rustic wood pallets, with an awesome latch hook American Indian wall hanging, placed above it. My father in law served in the 101st Airborne during the Vietnam War, where he had a failed jump due to all the parachutes being tampered with from a member of his platoon. His parachute did not open but luckily got his emergency chute open just in time to steer himself into some trees to break his fall. In doing so he was severely injured and the only man to survive the jump. Whilst recovering he endeavored to spend his time making a latch hook American Indian wall hanging, which took him a few months to complete. It was hung in my husbands room growing up, when we would be over at the house Carl would tell me this has to be in our house one day. His dad passed it on to us after we got married, we feel very honored to display it in our home not only because it looks cool but to remember that miraculous story of his dads survival.

The second space that I adore is the little corner of our living room that houses our record player with a salt crystal lamp sitting on top of one of the speakers and my husbands grandmothers old chest. The record player also belonged to my father in law, he gifted it to my husband in his teenager years when Carl fell in love with the heart and soul of vinyls. The chest is a very sentimental piece to my mother in law and us, as it belonged to her mum that has since passed. It is a few decades old so we cleaned it up and used it in our wedding as a representation of her memory and were allowed to keep it in our home afterwards. It now houses our ever growing vinyl collection of over 300 records. My favorite thing to do is wake up on the weekend make some coffee, open up the chest, pick out a classic vinyl like James Taylor, whilst my husband makes breakfast (he's the master of breakfast) and sit together in the stillness of our morning. Letting the music echo throughout our home and enjoy waking up slowing together.

Make your spaces special and your own.