A chair is still a chair…

A chair is still a chair, even when there’s no one sittin’ there
But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home
When there’s no one there to hold you tight
And no one there you can kiss goodnight…

A flute is still a chair, even when there’s no Champange in there…

I’m not sure why I woke up with a sad song in my head this morning: today is one of the happiest days in a long, long time… even in a month and a new year that has been filled with moments of joy that I would have never imagined in my lifetime.

Last night, Tracie P and I opened a bottle of Champagne to celebrate our first dinner and evening at home… our very first night in our first home together… our very first sip from our Waterford crystal flutes, a first bite from our Charlotte flatware and Portmeirion “Sophie Conran White” plates…

A desk is still a desk…

The joy of this moment doesn’t erase the challenges we face: a dear and beloved family friend who is dealing with serious health issues, a misunderstanding and a useless quarrel with another good friend, and the financial and professional mountains Tracie P and I have yet to climb…

As I sit at my desk for the first time and sip my morning coffee (out of our new coffee cups), as Tracie P slumbers on an early Sunday here in Austin, I’m taking a moment to breath in the magic of this moment, this first sip of coffee, and this first blog post at my “new” desk… in our new home…

I love you so very much Tracie P and I love our new (and first!) home together… With you by my side, this little, humble house is so much more than just a house…

Thanks for reading and letting me share this moment with ya’ll… Buona domenica…

6 thoughts on “A chair is still a chair…

  1. thanks P&M! so glad y’all were there, you’re part of the family and it wouldn’t have been the same without y’all!

    we’re having so much fun with the house, thanks for the well wishes :)

  2. Yep, real life is not all about drinking fine wine and forgetting oneself in a honeymoon. Real life is a tough road of challenges and solutions, joys and sorrows – without one the other wouldn’t be as cherished – and when traveled with someone you love and who loves you, it makes it all alright.

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