.Temporary Home.

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So, this will be a very different blog than most are used to from me but I really do not care. I have always had a way with being able to express myself through words and then be able to let it go. However, this is something one can never just let go. I woke up this morning feeling kinda off. Not because of my surroundings or anything going on, just a heaviness on my heart. I pushed it aside and began to pull together things for this blog, not really sure where and how it would go. I started to look at everything I had, shaking my head wondering how it would fit. I went along and set a small scene, took away and added a few more things.. I had picked out this amazing dress from ChicModa in this month’s subscription of Bishbox. It is truly gorgeous and I am in love with it. Great work Miss Sassy ❤ When looking at the Hud the purple screamed at me. This made me even more confused. So how are these vintage items.. coffee…. books… and purple gonna fit. I snapped a picture and then left it for a bit wondering what to name it.

During my time away, I decided to flip through my FB and then it hit me hard. I know why everything feel together the way it did. It wasn’t me deciding. It was my wonderful grandfather, reminding me he is still with me. He was diagnosed with Stage Four Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. Purple is the color for awareness. He loved to read. It didn’t matter what is was, He would read and write notes in the margins. Coffee *smiles* the man could not function without it. It was a staple in his life. Grandfather clock…. Not only did he have a thing about being on time  but also I believe “Grandfather” speaks for itself. So while this  photo may not fit together to others, it fits perfectly for me. One of the last things he told me was, “Do it right. Finish things through and act how you were raised.” Only I know exactly what he was referring too but I can proudly say I held my promise to him.

Thank you PawPaw for sneaking in this morning and letting me know you are always here. I miss you more than I say. I miss your jokes and your senseless stories. I miss watching you preach and doing what you love. Give a hug to the others with you and I’ll see you again as this place is our Temporary Home.

Keep Smiling Y’all

Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers
“Don’t cry for me, I’ll see you all someday”
He looks up and says
“I can see God’s face”

This is my temporary home, it’s not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I’m passing through
This was just a stop on the way to where I’m going
I’m not afraid because I know
This was my temporary home

~Carrie Underwood~Temporary Home~


Head: Catwa Catya Head
Body – Maitreya Lara 3.5
Skin: Glam Affair Mona Applier for Catwa
Hands: Vista Bento Hands
Hair: Truth Kingdom Gacha Wind @ Epiphany

{Clothes & Accessories}
Jewelry: Earthstones Love Always Set and All My Love Bridal
Dress: ChicModa Gemma Dress ~ Bish Box
Shoes: KC Sandy Heels @ Tres Chic 

{Set Design}
Chez Moi Luxurious Wood burning Stove @ Tres Chic
Raindale Mauner set @ 2nd Level 
Di’Cor Grandfather Clock [Classic]
[Merak] – Coffee Corner

{Pose} Used from Chez Moi Stove



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