My son sent me a photo from his cell phone this afternoon. It was the double-wide trailer that my mom lived in for a time. Memories washed over me as I looked at the photo. It was a pretty decent place when she moved in, but by the time she sold it what a different home it was.
Mom had a way with making something out of nothing. She painted inside and out, changed out the curtains, wallpapered, had a skylight put in, and more. She loved Victorian, vintage 40's & 50's, and county style, and she had a unique blend of all the things she loved. Mom reused and re-purposed before it was fashionable. It was her way of life. I can't count the times she pulled the car over for a yard sale, a "good" chair someone had put out with the trash, or one of the many secondhand stores in the area. She could see potential in things.
Her eye for "good" wasn't limited to things. She saw potential in people. If you had a dream, she was your biggest cheerleader. Over the years, I watched as she supported people, encouraging them to push for what they wanted. Mom believed that dreams could, and would come true. I try to always remember that, and to do the same. See the good in people, and believe in dreams!