I love surrounding myself with objects that hold emotional significance for me -- things that remind me of a loved one or of a certain time in my life, things that can't be bought at Ikea or Target (although there's nothing wrong with Ikea or
my second home Target). So many of the items throughout our house have a memory attached to them. Here are a few of my favorites...
1) Books, books, and more books. Every time we move we curse these books and say we need to get rid of some but we can't ever seem to do it. Having been an English major I'm the worst about it, but Paul has his fair share too. I just love having books around, especially ones that I can look at and remember where I was in my life when I read it and what impact it had on me at the time.
These are horrible quality pictures by the way but that's what I get for waiting until the last minute to do my Day 1 post for WordCount's 2012 Blogathon. Not off to a great start in this endeavor. Anyway...
2. This is a bust that my paternal grandmother's father sculpted of, I believe, his father. I love this because it's original art of and by a relative for one thing but mostly because I feel a little bit of a kindred spirit with my great-grandfather who was a writer and whose last name we gave our son, Wilder.
3) Speaking of artwork, this painting by our good friend, Drew Divilbiss, is another of my favorite things. I love this because it's big and vibrant -- it covers most of one wall with a giant splash of color -- and because we bought it the first year we were married.
4) This is a sign I "borrowed" from a tattoo den in a certain Tennessee town that shall remain nameless with an accomplice who shall also remain nameless. I'm sure you can see why I love this thing. 17, you were a fun age.
What are some of your favorite sentimental objects?