Monthly Archives: December 2013
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.