“Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful.”
-William Morris

The vintage door above the sofa was repurposed from my last home. A home that expedited much soul searching and emotional growth during a period of my life. See “My years in Rehab” post.
We choose our homes and we choose everything in them. Spartan or stuffed to capacity: why shouldn’t our homes be remarkable reflections of our extraordinary lives? The furniture, art, books, collectables and even our taste specific tchotchkes, are the things that surround us, bring us comfort and tell the story of who we are and where we’ve been.
As a real estate broker, I frequently have the opportunity and privilege to see firsthand, people’s lives reflected in how they live. There are a million stories in the naked city and each is full of travels, experiences, and relationships. Some dreams realized and some, not so much. Many stories are exciting and full of explosive energy and accomplishments. Others, melancholy and laced with shadows of “should have” and “could have.” All are reflections of people living day-to-day lives. Without intention, we illustrate our stories by what we chose to surround ourselves with in the privacy of our homes.
At its heart, home is that place to land at the end of the day that supports us and provides us shelter. It also, provides us with a great source of strength and well-being. Not just for ourselves, but for everyone that lives in it and to those who visit.
In my own home, my partner and I have combined two households full of past lives, experiences and travels and assimilated them into an extraordinary story of the here and now. Who we both were has collectively become who we are. The past and the present, enriching the future.

We found this mid-century modern, rosewood desk at a local furniture store. It’s a great pairing with the restored chair that was made at a furniture factory in my hometown.
Our homes are made remarkable by the memories we create in them and the parts of ourselves we choose to fill them with. Like a snowflake, no two are the same. What makes our lives extraordinary is how we create, embrace and share our experiences and the STUFF we collect along the way. Like a home, no two are the same. Extraordinary lives happen simply by being ourselves. Remarkable homes are just the by-product.
Try it; create a remarkable home from an extraordinary life! You probably already have.