I needed a project. A BIG one. Life as I had known it had shattered in February, and I have struggled to piece my heart and mind back together ever since. With MK moving on too, I'd had enough of emotional adjustments. I guess I just needed to tear the house apart and put it back together again on my terms.
This was MK's bedroom (minus the birthday balloons) before:
Elle's smiling down on her Justin Bieber :)
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Getty inherited MK's bed:
Cy and Cam's room became just Cam's room.
(we kept Cy's bed in there, so MK can use Cy's new room when she comes home from college)
And then I took down Elle's room. It had been six months since her death. Cy was so sweet about it—he wanted his own room but didn't want to rush me. I told him I could at least move her clothes out of her dresser and closet to make room for his. He said he wouldn't mind keeping her bedding and books and toys there for as long as I needed. But as it turned out, I was glad to do it for Cy's sake, and before I knew it, Elle's room had morphed into Cy's room.
Elle's room:
Cy's new room:
1 comment:
Everything looks so wonderful! I love the bins, it keeps the smell in.
When are you coming to do my extreme makeover? Ya know, if you need a project. I'm good at talking, not organizing.
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