But ended up with something like this...
My mom loves to save everything that we grew up with. Old paintings and figurines are among the many things that are stored in the garage and sneak their way into the house.
I setup my new desk, sleek and nice next to my computer and one single framed photo of me and these two.
Back to the lamp... I came home one day and there sitting in the center, the center, was this antique glass lamp. The base and middle are a tarnished gold and the glass has leafy looking flowers. Not what this girl wanted.
I laughed and knew that my mom was not only trying to find a place to stash her goods but she was truly thinking that I really liked this lamp.
How could I not now? I've looked.. and looked and found one good thing about this lamp and that is it's light. It shines brighter than a lamp with a shade, subtle and warm. And... the best thing, it reminds me of someone who loves me and wants to share her "likes" with me.
Sappy? So what, it's true. Me and my lamp have become friends... not sure how long this friendship will last. We. Shall. See.
Philippians 4:11... for I have learned in whatever state I am, to be content (so says my desk and me)