Orange-THE Blazing Color of Fall came crashing into my home this week- almost October, time to bring the gold of autumn inside.
Orange came smashing through the muted blues, grays, yellows and white of my rooms. It came by way of this cake platter I saw and fell in love with, knew I had to have and ultimately ordered from anthropologie.com.
In order to bring it all together in my dining room, I pulled out two white pumpkins from last year, picked up a few tiny new ones.
The table cover is actually a Tibetan throw from Celedon.com a fabulous source for all things cool and unusual in Mt. Pleasant, S.C.
Sideboard-wise and continuing the cake stand theme, the huge mums are from last year, purchased at AceHardware, a locally owed with a totally unique home and gift department. The white and silver runner is from anthropologie.com. The wonderful silver platter is a family heirloom.
All in all, Orange is here and seems to be doing well. Crashing and smashing into my room with its Blazing Color of Fall.
Mums and pumpkins, purples and reds, indigo hues of Tibetan seams long ago stitched: sparkling twines interwoven against polished silver, reflecting all of golden Autumn.
I expected clones. Two years and three days apart. As different as night and day from the moment they began to stir. How surprising, what a miracle! So much joy just being their mom!
Babies to boys, boys to men, men making their own families-strong and good. Faithful to who they are, secure in themselves. Courageous protectors of their own, loving providers-good friends of old friends keeping.
Living life to the fullest. Making a difference in the world as they go. Making right and good choices. Thinking things through. Leaning on faith. Counting on family.
I expected clones. These sons of mine. More alike than I thought.
At our house there is a sudden, rapid spurt of growth and change. It seemed a long time coming. In the blink of an eye it is here.
There were the lean years of not seeing our boys much. During school, work, courtship, and marriage came the strange position of parenting absent adult children via phone and text mostly. Thanks to good, positive bonds and communication, their dad and I grew through it and learned a lot.
Now our family has joyfully grown from four to eight-doubled in two years! Both our sons married within six moths of each other and had children with three months of each other.
Along with their marriages we the gained two wonderful extended families of their wives. These are strong, solid, loving and welcoming families which we count as treasures.
All families go through “stuff”. We pray for each other, we love each other through. The handsome guy in the photo is a treasured miracle. We prayed him through. We loved the family through. They love us back.
My loves. The sweetest things. How can I be so blessed? Thank you, my son for them both. Treasures I cannot hold in my hand. Words are not enough. I want to cry and dance at the same time when I see them. These daughters of mine are music, memory, my peace, my eternal hope for tomorrow and beyond eternity. These two are more than joy. I am certain it is a girl thing. A God gift. I am full to overflowing.