*treasured*
Each Wednesday I post about some sort of treasure I found during the past week. It might be thrifted or found on a walk or whispered in my ear or discovered on a dark shelf in the basement. Something. Anything that makes me feel lucky and thankful. It doesn't necessarily have to make its way home with me - it just has to be noticed. The idea is for it to cost very little and feel very big. After all, this isn't about acquiring new things; it is about paying better attention to the world around me.
If you discovered a treasure this week (a new friend, a snow fairy, a fancy dish at the thrift store, a birds nest) please do share it, as well as any links, in the comments section below.
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My mom's Girl Scout compass found in the depths of my grandmother's basement.
I'm going to keep it real in this little space of mine. This compass was passed to me during Thanksgiving, and I rediscovered it this past week. I felt drawn to it because of its paired down adventure design and because my kids really dig it. So, I took pictures and I had planned on asking my mom about the kinds of memories it conjures for her, but I haven't had the chance because my mom has been caring for my grandmother, my Nanny, for the past week.
My Nanny whom I love in a second mother kind of way isn't feeling well. She is 91 years old and when I spoke with her last night, I heard fatigue and a bit of sadness in her voice. It reminded me of the ache that comes along with loving.
So, today I'm still going to post about this funny old compass even though I don't have any idea as to what my mom thinks about it. Mostly, I am holding my breath and hoping that my grandmother can pull through.
xo e
My mom's Girl Scout compass found in the depths of my grandmother's basement.
I'm going to keep it real in this little space of mine. This compass was passed to me during Thanksgiving, and I rediscovered it this past week. I felt drawn to it because of its paired down adventure design and because my kids really dig it. So, I took pictures and I had planned on asking my mom about the kinds of memories it conjures for her, but I haven't had the chance because my mom has been caring for my grandmother, my Nanny, for the past week.My Nanny whom I love in a second mother kind of way isn't feeling well. She is 91 years old and when I spoke with her last night, I heard fatigue and a bit of sadness in her voice. It reminded me of the ache that comes along with loving.
So, today I'm still going to post about this funny old compass even though I don't have any idea as to what my mom thinks about it. Mostly, I am holding my breath and hoping that my grandmother can pull through.
xo e