What are your plaster walls?
Thanksgiving has come and gone.
The kids and I braved Black Friday – each had birthday money burning a hole in their pocket. It’s probably the third time I’ve been to the mall all year.
Of course, during Thanksgiving I was reminded about all the things I was thankful for. I have so many – my family, my friends, my home. And while thinking about my home I flashed back to the nice lady who performed an act of God and found the Lake Balboa Bungalow for me. It was something she said and did that I recall so vividly. She ran her hands lovingly over the plaster walls of the Bungalow and said in a longing voice “I love how smooth plaster walls are.” (She lived in a newer home with drywall)
Until that moment, I hated plaster walls. I hated how when you needed to mount a bracket or a shelf (or even a picture) you have to reinforce the hole. I hated how the plaster crumbles away and won’t even hold a screw or nail. And good luck finding a stud – those little magnetic stud finders are useless on vintage walls.
But through someone else’s eyes I was shown how beautiful they were, that they were, in fact desirable.
It changed my long held perspective – I look differently at those walls – and I see how smooth and beautiful they are. How is it that I never saw that?
So while I was thinking about my home, and plaster walls, and how odd it was I had hated them, it occurred to me, there are a lot of plaster walls in life. And maybe what we really need is to change our perspective.
Posted on December 5, 2013, in Just Life and tagged Perspective, Plaster Walls, Thanksgiving. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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