We have this little cabinet, a jelly jar cabinet, that has functioned as everything but a jelly jar cabinet. In our first townhouse the cabinet housed pantry items easily accessible to the dining room. For many, many years the cabinet served as a locker for our home school books. These days the cabinet found it’s way back to the kitchen.
I would not, could not, ever get rid of our cabinet. Still, the heart cut outs are so country of the eighties. As much as I love the cabinet, the look was a bit sad, dated, and tired looking. Until ….
…. the Mr went to work and surprised me with a face lift ~ for the cabinet. giggle
We aren’t sure if we want to add trim to the bottom. We shall see. The body of the cabinet is rich with layers of paint reflective of many style changes over the years. The new door was painted with a few layers of chalk paint from my stash and topped with Marzipan, MMS Milk Paint. In a few weeks I will see our daughter and borrow her antiquing wax to create additional depth to the new door.
sidebar: this leather handle. love. anthropologie find. Each and every time I walk in the room I smile and think about how a small change can make all the difference.
Kind of like life.
There are a few people in my life who are right smack in the middle of transition, waiting for a change, a new outlook. This week I found myself yielding my heart and soul. Praying, thankful, hopeful for change for them and myself. I am so very thankful for the ability to leave my cares with the One who I trust and believe with all that I am … … and all that I am yet to be. Today is a beautiful spring day. The sun is shining, the temps are warming and this morning, I was reminded of His constant care. even when we don’t feel it, or see …. He is constantly working in our lives.
Thankful and blessed.
feathers from my nest