I didn’t think much about it.
I would pass it every time I walked in the front door. It sat nestled in the corner of her foyer. Fairly unobtrusive in it’s light beige-y green color (that my father had painted for her long ago.) It wasn’t some glorious antique or primitive piece. Just a simple bookcase. Full of old books and knick knacks and adorned with simple hardware that had long ago forgotten what it was.
I didn’t think much about it.
Until she was gone. Then every bit and piece in her house became a treasure. A way to possess a part of her. We all wanted something to remember her by. To keep her close. It might have been a plate, or photographs. Some took letters full of precious memories. I’m not sure if anyone took the gloves she slept in every night to keep her hands soft.
I was blessed enough to live close by, and so I was given the piece that had sat nestled in the foyer. I loved it just like it was. Peeling veneer, tarnished hardware. A few spots that appeared to be rust and the glass slipping ever so slightly away from the doors.
I kept it like it was for a long time. Full of the same books and I would remember her home and her. But, then we moved. and it just wasn’t quite working anymore. The old girl needed a facelift. I didn’t want to shove her in the basement or in some forgotten corner upstairs. She needed to shine again! It was time to showoff how beautiful she really was under the peeling paint, and tarnish and rust.
So she was transformed into a piece that sits proudly in my own foyer. Not nestled in a corner but with a place of honor right at the front door.
It was super easy…..
Gluing down broken pieces, a good cleaning and light sanding. A can or two or three of Indigo Streamer Primer and Paint In One using several light coats, because sometimes spray painting furniture is okay! grin!
Some Brasso, okay a lot of Brasso, to uncover gorgeous brass hardware and new adhesive to keep in place perpetually falling out glass doors.
Mirror tiles from Lowe’s Home Improvement were placed along the back of the shelves, because after all this dolled up gal needed a little more glitz and glamor.
and here’s the deal…..I know my Nana would love it! See, she was all about beauty, she was the most beautiful woman I’ve known, and she would be so thrilled to see her bookcase with it’s fresh coat of paint and shiny brass pulls and knobs. I know she would LOVE the color, because she was also spunky!
And this old gal is most definitely spunky now!
Yep she would have liked it…a lot!
In fact, if she were still here I think she would try and take it back! I cherish everything that was given to me from her home. More importantly I cherish everything she gave me that you can’t see….because really, those are the best gifts she could have left us!
Love you Nana…
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