I proudly proclaimed this as my resolution on New Year’s Eve when I was seventeen years old. Why that is the only resolution I remember is beyond me, but it is.
In 2014 I started this blog, had a stroke, and got a dog.
In that order.
When it came around again to make resolutions for the coming year, all I could think of was, “I will wear pink lip gloss everyday.” After this past year, I yearned for the simplicity of it and for my seventeen year old self that unwittingly saw a bit of wisdom in a shiny veneer.
I learned many things over the past twelve months about the preciousness of life, the value of true friendships, and the importance of family. I especially got to see Christ’s commandment, “Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her…” manifest in my husband Matthew. Oh, what manner of love is this and that he has for me. There is no greater thing on earth.
We are the accumulation of experiences and things… just like our homes. There is a poetry to the layering of it all.
Our rooms tell a story. They are the sets for our lives, and sometimes pretty and welcoming stages make rougher patches a bit brighter. Going through hellish times is bad enough, going through them in a drab and unimaginative room is just not necessary.
This year, make yourself a room that is stimulating yet soothing, like designer Furlow Gatewood’s work. He is a master of the art. You just never know when you may have to stay in that room for 2 months.
Beauty is invigorating and healing, rather it be the experiences or actual things.
I am this blog, that stroke, our new dog… and that pink lip gloss.
I am the accumulation of those things and more.
This year I will continue to work on “our set,” stage more parties, and persist in pursuing beautiful things that capture my imagination because sometimes “pretty” just makes you feel better.
And so does pink lip gloss.