Pictures Make A Home

I decided I was tired of looking at the unpacked boxes from our move in Feb. It’s so unlike me not to have gone through them the first week after we arrived. But the reality is that there were so many other more pressing and important things to do that those boxes were a very low priority. What I discovered as I sorted through them were pictures; paintings, photographs, print, and sketch each one holding a priceless memory. The oil painting of a woman with red hair and the muse posed on her shoulder came from my in-laws house. Two pencil sketches of Jack and Joe, twin Russian Blue Cats were hand- drawn by my father-in-law. The Chinese hand embroidered silk floral belonged to my mom. I looked at the photo given on Christmas by Lindsay, our personal wedding pictures, a plaque for my office with Walt Disney about creating a Vision, every image representing times in our lives, connecting the past, present and future in imagery.

As we hung the pictures our place miraculously began to feel like our home. That’s when I knew that there is magic in images that words can’t convey.

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