This is what it once looked like :
Atlantic Beach, Florida.It all happened in a crazy way. When Michael ( my husband ) was diagnosed with cancer 4 years ago, he was diagnosed with a cancer that occurs only one in a million. The odds were even crazier, because it only occurs .1 in a million at his age – he was 46 at the time. The primary cancer centre for his care was Harvard – Dana Farber Cancer Institute. Michael worked for a US firm and had US health care coverage. We needed to live in the States for a minimum of 6 months of the year for his medical coverage and care. Hard to believe that a Canadian needed US health coverage ..I know, I know. Rare things happen with rare diseases. I happened to call my friend and told him that we were thinking of moving to the States. My friend said “Hey, why don’t you live in my house in Florida ?” He made his home open to us. I said ” what house ?!” And there it all began. We, as a family, with 4 kids in tow, literally moved within weeks. The house was a second home to him and he warned me not to do anything because he wanted to renovate it someday.
Well…..NOTE TO EVERYONE …..never leave me unattended in your house.You are asking the impossible of me. It is like an ancient torture test to leave me alone in a house. I can’t help myself. Over the first winter in Florida, I moved all the furniture, paintings, and the decorative pieces. I hung curtains, brought in duvets, created new mosaics, and made the house a HOME. All the while, I never mentioned a word to the home owner. Brett and I on the original staircase :
I made a few changes since that original staircase…..
This is the hand carved balinese staircase now…..
I was fortunate enough to travel and buy in Bali – more happy dances – to source all the goods to build out and furnish the house.
This photo shows the finished master bath with everything from Bali. Hand made concrete tiles, lighting, sinks, towel racks.
OK, those mirrors are not from Bali .
Those are temporary and ugly…just sayin…
Now that is a home, made with LOVE…sprinkled with some sweat and tears… but we made it….
Thank you to each and every one of you who helped me make this project come to life.
Onward and upward to my next journey.