This is the biggest piece of furniture I have refinished, yet. (Well, my husband did very kindly help me. I worked pretty hard on it too, though.)
But as big of a job as it was for my hands, it was a much bigger job, for my heart.
This is my mother’s dresser. My mother passed away very suddenly, a little more than 6 years ago. Her passing hit me like a train, and threw me into a grieving like I had never known. In the state of fog & hurt I lived in, one month after another, the only thing I was aware of at all, was the depth of grief my father was in.… Read More