June 7th

House to home


I’ve been sorting through my things during the last few months, trying to figure out what to keep, display and give away. Moving back into this house has come with a familiarity and warmth I wasn’t expecting. It feels like home — as I suppose it should since I’ve most of my adult life living within these walls.

There is some grace, too, in feeling so comforted here. I moved during a time of duress, fleeing an increasingly unhappy relationship. I unpacked boxes, watching as Nelson glared through French doors at a concrete patio. Where was the yard? He began to nervously lick his paws raw, unhappy about yet another change.

So, there isn’t land. Instead, we have found walking around the nearby lake and parks to be part of our daily routine. There still aren’t squirrels, but he’s found a neighborhood cat to chase up a tree or two. The kitchen holds memories of countless meals with friends. The garden was quickly planted and is producing bountifully. (We now pick half a bucket of tomatoes each morning, and more in the afternoon too, to keep the birds away.) The walls were repainted and new carpets made the space feel fresh.

We’ve adjusted.

Last weekend I spent hours working outside on that concrete patio — weeding the tiny strip of land, trimming the bougainvillea, fertilizing the squash, planting flowers by the front door and keeping the tiny ficus tree in check, it’s limbs always growing akimbo. The pantry is unpacked and tidy, my Mason jar collection steadily increasing with varied jars of jewel toned dry goods. The guest room is happily hosting a long-term guest — Kent — who graciously lives without complaint among the room’s bookshelves and sewing supplies. And I’m hanging art, making this space fully my own yet again.


House to home


The cathedral photo is from an area where I used to work in Nicaragua. The top black and white photograph is of my parents in high school and was taken in a photo booth. The bottom photo is of three friends in Colorado, laughing like maniacs. It is one of my all time favorites. The metal cross was purchased in Mexico and the gold D was painted last weekend as a nod to my family’s name.

Those two small frame that remain without photos: they are intentionally empty for now — reminders that the future is uncertain, but will more than likely be happier than I could have imagined. I have a summer of plans scheduled, including trips and dinners and parties. There will be plenty of photo opportunities. Laughter. Love.

In the meantime, I rock back on my heels, happier than I may have ever been. A job I love, a delightful and surprising new relationship, a dog who is no longer snacking on the baseboards, a full garden, a home with room for guests.

I am so thankful to be here.




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19 Responses

  1. Such a great heart filled post! You are blessed…never forget that…thank you for inspiring as always!

  2. Bianca June 7, 2014

    This made my heart smile!! Your heart overflowing, pours joy into the hearts of others 🙂 Be well, friend!

  3. I loved reading this and seeing the comfort in the known and welcoming the grace of the unknown. Many blessings to you in this new chapter in your life.

  4. Jenn Hoskins June 7, 2014

    Kelli, you are beautiful, inside & out. You inspire me daily…thank you. ❤️ Blessings will continue to come your way.

  5. lovely post. be happy where you are. be.

  6. Can’t wait to come back for a visit. 🙂 Next Jan?

  7. That’s all wonderful news, Kelli. Even though we’ve met but once, I’m glad you’re back in AZ, seems as though that is where you belong.

  8. Ah! And just like that, you are able to breathe and then exhale again! You know I love your home, wherever it is.

  9. You’re such a talented writer. Love this post.

  10. Happiness and Love….all we can ever hope for. So glad you are surrounded by comfort and bliss!! Love the way you decorated!

  11. Sarah H June 8, 2014

    This post makes me so happy!

  12. Raleigh June 8, 2014

    Thank You for sharing your gratitude 🙂 I am happy you are so blessed!

  13. glad to hear things are going well for you…………’s a hard job keeping a garden going when it is really hot………

  14. There’s no better feeling than to know you’re home. You’re a loving and caring human being deserving the best, I keep you constantly in my thoughts just praying for that.
    And you haven’t wrote me yet about that relationship…..

  15. When I moved back to the US after being gone for over a year, I felt that very same way as I began to (re)build up my life. I treasure that time even more so now, because it was so transformative and provided for thankfulness and gratitude.

    Also, you get some interesting light, that second picture shows how we can get that gorgeous creamy light here in AZ.

    I envy your gardening knack… I live on the Scottsdale/Tempe border and have some nice dirt that could be filled… but I am at a total loss of where to start!

  16. Charly June 9, 2014

    This made me smile! Happy for you!

  17. And I can’t speak for everyone, but I am glad you’re home, too.

  18. Your writing is so refreshing and inspiring. And I love your explanation of decorations.