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I am literally a mess this week.
Everything makes me cry.
Every. Single. Thing.
I’m crying at commercials. And songs. And sidewalks. And puppies.
And rooms that I just finished.
Rivers and rivers of happy, poignant, wistful tears.
And all because of this little Wood with his crew cut.
The one on the left.
The one with his light-up dinosaur shoes and fistfuls of dirt and mischievous grin sitting on the front porch of this house years ago.
Who now looks like this.
All twinkling brown eyes and wavy hair and the tiniest dimple in his smile.
He’s ready to take on the world….
….with stubble on his chin.
I finally finished the room that he shares with his brother, Denton, this week.
It used to look like this.
I liked it.
It was fine.
But then? I wanted to see what would happen if I painted the entire room navy.
Would I love it?
Would it be too much?
How would all that navy look against a white ceiling?
I was a little worried.
I wasn’t sure about how the dark navy paint would look like next to the white ceiling.
But I trust my friend FrogTape.
It’s been there through a zillion projects.
It’s never let me down yet.
Here’s the before.
Here’s the after.
The walls are painted SW 6244 Naval.
The door trim is painted SW 7006 Extra White.
The floor trim and doors are stained (except for one place I need to fix).
I hung up the smocked jute curtains from downstairs.
I tried to fake out the window behind the beds to balance the room and IT WAS A DISASTER.
The curtains looked too heavy and the light came in where it wasn’t supposed to.
The entire idea didn’t work.
So I just hung the curtains where the windows are—and me and my imperfect room are living without symmetry.
I kept the bookcase the original color and filled it with different colored books.
At the end of each of the beds—I added a rolling basket filled with extra blankets.
I already had one from the farmhouse and then I bought another one.
Here’s the view from inside the basket.
Stacks of quilts for when it gets a little cooler.
There are red and white quilts and gray quilts made from my fabric line.
The wall facing the beds has a built-in bookcase.
The table folds out to make a desk.
There are baskets from the butler’s pantry at the farmhouse and license plates from Zack’s room in Kentucky.
I switched out the bedding and placed the striped duvet covers on the bed.
Another crisp white duvet cover is folded for extra blanketness.
There are plaid blankets stacked as well.
And when I finished this room this weekend and every picture was hung and every blanket was folded and every pillow fluffed…
…I stood in the middle of it and cried.
See what I mean?
I’m a mess.
I can’t help it.
The room is finished.
The room is done.
This summer he’s going on mission trips and summer camps and working at local sports camps for little kids and taking his graduation trip to see Machu Picchu.
He’s heading to Baylor in just a few short months to join his brother.
And two of my chicks will have left the nest.
How did it all happen so fast?
When I wasn’t looking he grew up.
I’m so proud of him.
I’m so proud of the choices that he’s made and the man he is on the brink of becoming.
He’s my fearless leader and my disc golf player and my dog-lover and when he grins at me with those twinkling brown eyes I can see all the men that have gone before him.
All the men who have made him into the incredible individual he is today.
Men who led by example.
Men who taught him the importance of standing up and being counted.
Men who taught him to laugh and throw a ball and how to remember each of the 50 capitals of the United States. They helped him understand how to apologize when you’re wrong and to stand for what is right.
My oldest son.
And so sweet Zack—today I just wanted you to know how much I love you.
I cannot wait to see all the places you’ll go.
The lives that you’ll change.
The hearts that you will touch.
And always remember that no matter how far you wander, you can always come home.
Your room will be ready. 🙂
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