It’s A Metaphor For My Life


noun: a figure of speech in which a word or phrase is applied to an object or action to which it is not literally applicable; a thing regarded as representative or symbolic of something else, especially something abstract

My house is my life. I recently celebrated nineteen years of living in this house. It is one of my greatest Treasures. Probably because it is not just a house, it is my home. I truly love my fireplace and my garden. And I hold dear all the memories of holidays and birthdays that I have shared with family here. My favorite place on Earth is my backyard. And one of my dearest memories is the children swimming and laughing  in the pool on a hot summer day eating watermelon; juice running down their arms into the pool water with grins as big as the rinds.

But the facts are that the children are children no more. They are growing up and moving on. And I am at a crossroads. I can stay here relishing in what was or I can move on, too. I am consciously choosing the later. So, for the past six months I have been renovating my house. I planned this project for several years. I looked at magazines, talked about different materials, tried to hone in on a style. Then I started purchasing supplies…the new floor, the kitchen cabinets, the countertop, appliances. I decided to overhaul a bathroom as well. Paint the entire interior. Redo the back patio. Somethings needed to be modernized and replaced, others were just a choice to make everything cohesive.

Cohesive is such a great word. Because after twenty plus years of having babies and children and teenagers, what I ended up with was hodgepodge…both figuratively and literally. I am now working my way towards a united whole, metaphorically with my house and more truly with my spirit. Now the flooring is continuous throughout my modern mediterranean, along with bright white walls. Cabinets and furniture are black and linen. They are neutrals to the arched doorways and big windows that let in an exorbitant amount of natural light and views of my favorite place. A space my spirit feels at peace with. I can garden here, cook healthy foods, entertain my friends, do yoga, watch the sunrise from my sofa, feel stylish and centered and whole. I am ready to move forward here, whatever life may bring, and I kind of like that about myself.

“Know a man by his metaphors.”
John Connolly

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