Remember a few years ago when I was thrilled to find these old hospital night stands at our local MCC sale?
Ever since then. . .
we've been without bedroom lamps.
It's not that we really need lamps. . .
I can't remember the last time we've read in bed. . .
but . . .really .. .that is beside the point.
I remember my mom and dad having bedroom lamps. . .
one set. .
from the time I was born. . .
until the time they passed away.
I thought they were quite hideous.
They were about a foot tall. . .
had a clear glass globe with a hole at the bottom .. .
that could conveniently be used to tuck a silk pink rose. .
and was topped off with a white shade.
Ten years later. .
look what I bought.
I already have ideas forming in my mind. . .
for a sprig of holly tucked up from the bottom.
Life is funny sometimes isn't it?
I often smile and find myself feeling blessed that I find pleasure . .
to notice these small details. . .
that make me my mother.