I realize that this is a decorating blog, and I intend to keep it that way, but some of what we do to our home has a deeper significance to me than simply looking pretty. Our homes are just boxes until they are filled with little pieces of our lives... scuffs on the floor, little pencil marks on the wall tracking the height of a child, family photographs lining the staircase...
We recently experienced the early pregnancy loss of our second baby, thus I have entered a terrible club of motherhood that no one wants to join. I am certain some of you have experienced this same loss and I am truly sorry if you have.
And so, we are planting a tree. A flowering tree. It blooms every spring, marking the short season that our second baby lived.
We recently experienced the early pregnancy loss of our second baby, thus I have entered a terrible club of motherhood that no one wants to join. I am certain some of you have experienced this same loss and I am truly sorry if you have.
And so, we are planting a tree. A flowering tree. It blooms every spring, marking the short season that our second baby lived.