I'm spending my early mornings, before I go to work, painting the kitchen. It's my morning room. The light is good, and I'm refreshed, and it is a lovely way to start the day, working on a project I love to do.
I have the walls and ceiling finished - just have the dreaded stairway to do. I have also been painting disparate piece of furniture, and gathering accessories.
Sometimes I just sit (or stand ) and look at everything. Cholo usually gives me a bark, and I tell him to be quiet because Mommy is having a think.
I had alot to think about this week. Our last lively discussion HERE was wonderful and disturbing.
In the midst of it we lost one of our decor bloggers HERE
It's so haunting, and sad, and she and her family are much on my mind. One of you said we lost an angel, and surely we did. Did heaven really need a wonderful interior designer to make a perfect house for someone there?
I wanted to write something. But what? I "know" the blogger like I know so many of you: Through your blogs and e-mail exchanges. I have only had the pleasure of meeting a handful of you in person.
Blogging makes instant friends out of all of us, and since we do spend so much time with one another blogging, we truly do feel connected to one another.
I couldn't really write a long detailed account of the woman we lost. I heard the details via a phone call, and talked about the accident via e-mail with some of you. And for days, this sad event has been much in my thoughts.

We bought it years ago when we were renting, and it's still a handy thing
The services for the young woman, a lovely wife, a wonderful mother, and an accomplished designer, take place this weekend. Every detail has lovingly been arranged and taken care of as if she were there helping those who feel quite helpless right now.

I was inspired by the "Wisteria" knock off I got HERE
Beyond leaving a comment on the last post of her blog, I really didn't know what else to do, except keep her and her family in my heart and prayers.
Scott at Discoveries changed the hardware I asked for, and it looks so good
I wondered if her husband thought her blogging was frivolous and her blog friendships odd. I hope all the comments and posts about his wife give him comfort in knowing how loved she is.
I also hugged Alberto tight. He has been helping me so much with the kitchen revamp, and we enjoy working together very very much. We feel so blessed to have one another.
So hug someone you love. And be careful out there.
Happy Weekend, and say a prayer for Marija and Corey and Olivija and Nigel, and Marija's parents, and for all of her family and friends who love her.
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