This room has come to represent who I am as a photographer. Most people who follow my blog or my Instagram feed, are quite familiar with this window. I have photographed flowers, chairs, children, McKenzie and even Lily in front of this window. This past weekend, as we continued to pack up our entire house, the time came to pack up my studio. After four hours and many boxes later (I did not realize how many props I owned), this room was my sanctuary, a place where I spent many hours organizing, prepping props and photographing pretty still life photographs, now it stood empty.
This room was a bedroom for my mom for a few months before she passed away. My stepdaughter also had a bedroom here, but for me, it’s the many hours spent thinking, styling and photographing still life that remains most vivid and holds so many memories.
As I packed up all of my belongings, I wondered, who would be the next owner of this room? Would the next occupant be a small child, a boy or a girl, a teenager? Whoever becomes the next occupant, I hope, they, like me, make many memories and some day remember this room as fondly as I will.
As I cleaned the windowsills and wiped down the baseboard, I became very emotional and began to cry, Brian completely understood. The entire house holds so many memories for us. It is where we began our life together, raised my daughter, who would become a daughter to him. Holidays, graduation parties and the grand daddy of them all, Cristine and Dan’s engagement party were all held in this house. Cristine was so upset when we moved to this house, now, looking back, this house became her home. This home and town are where she grew from a child to a teenager, that teenager became a woman, then a wife and now a mom.
As we leave here next week, I know we will be saddened to not call this house home anymore. My hope is for the new family to make as many memories as we did, to enjoy every moment of this beautiful house. After all, a home isn’t walls and floorboard but it’s the family who occupies it and the memories they make that truly make it a home.
I leave you all with some fond memories of my home, I look forward to our next house and the memories we will make as that house becomes our home.
As always, thank you for following along . . . Until next time
Copyright 2021 Debra Nancy photography
A visual storyteller. I use flowers, tea cups, cake plates and various props to tell still life stories. I grew up in the city, but I have lived in the suburbs for over 30 years. Living close to the beach and a local small village has given me the opportunity to tell my story through photographs.