The Closet

I have shared, here on this blog, many rooms in our home. Today I am sharing something different. Today I am sharing a space that says “people who truly love each other live in this house.”

I am going to tell you about a closet.

But first, I must first tell you about a room.

This is A and B’s bedroom. If you are a new reader, A and B are my 6 and 4 year old nephews who we helped to raise until they moved 700 miles away last year. You can read more about my relationship with A and B, here.

When they lived nearby, A and B spent the night frequently and when we built this house we wanted them to have their own spot in it. I had so much fun picking out and buying their beds and mattresses and my mom made their blue ticking stripe bedding.

But then the boys moved. Far enough away that visits would be few and far between and there really was no longer a need to keep that room as “A and B’s room.” Mr. Marvelous was looking forward to making lemonade out of lemons, and turning that room into a home office. Not because he didn’t miss the boys but because men just process emotions differently than women and he is a “make lemons out of lemonade” kind of guy.

My husband has two main interests: history/genealogy and North Carolina State University sports. Our old house had a home office that was more or less a hodge podge museum of Henry the VIII/ his progeny and Jimmy Valvano. A lot of his things stayed in storage after we moved so that A and B could have their room.

But after the boys were gone, I just couldn’t pack that room and put the things into the basement to store. I wanted A and B to be able to come back and visit, and even if only one time and ten years out, have their room still be here. My marvelous husband understood.

He left the room as it was.

And he made a home office out of A and B’s closet.

Yes, the closet.

He left that room for A and B, but most of all he left it for me.

So ya, our master bedroom was featured on but that closet says more about this home and our family than all of our other rooms combined.

So here it is. The space in our house wherein love abides. Long-suffering and forever devoted. The one space that truly deserves to be featured anywhere.

Beautiful, huh?


  1. oh my gosh. The link to describe your nephews didn’t work, but I clicked on parenting and found the post “First and Third.” and I’m bawling my eyes out.

    I’m not usually a crier like this, so I’m not sure what my deal is, but I think it has something to do with the fact that I have a little boy, and I didn’t want one. I really wanted a girl, but we didn’t find out the sex because I was pretty sure he was a girl. And then, a boy. Of course, I love my boy dearly, but I was so very shocked. Nothing about a boy excited me when I was pregnant. But now, I cannot believe how ignorant I was. I think that’s what’s getting to me. I didn’t cherish the idea of sports and dinosaurs and farm animals the way I did dresses and baby dolls and dance recitals. But now that I, too, have matchbox cars everywhere, tractors in my purse, and I am learning what all the farm implements are called so I can teach my little guy, I feel guilty for not realizing how special little boys are, too. I love my little guy more than I ever thought possible, and your comments about projectile vomiting, high fevers, etc., are sooo true. Ah geez, I just put him to sleep and now I just want to go hold him.

    Obviously, I love my little guy with all my heart, but thank you for helping me realize how special ALL little boys are. I think your post will help me to be much more excited if my next is a boy, too.

    Back to your post (instead of my issues!)…I think your husband is an amazing mad for giving up that room for you, and your love for your nephews is equally as amazing. This was truly a beautiful post.


  2. Erin,
    I haven’t read the whole story, but just from what you have said I can only imagine. Offices are commonplace, whereas…a place two young boys can call home for whatever length of time is priceless!

  3. I have to say how incredibly blessed you are to have such a sweet hubby and family. I haven’t read the whole story, but I think now is a good time.

  4. crying…I’ve read your A & B post before, they will always remember the special times they spent with you. (And your husband is a doll!) -Denise

  5. Erin, that was beautiful. Yes, your house is simply amazing to look at. However, the love inside your home dispayed by you and your man are the best things inside that home. Good for you.

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