I just returned home after spending two days up in Northern California celebrating the life of my grandmother a.k.a. "Nani." She was such a beautiful woman and lived an incredible life. She was born in Gracias, Honduras where she grew up, attended college, and taught school before moving to San Francisco in 1948. Soon after the move she met my grandpa, a.k.a. "Poppy" and they eventually moved into a classic Eichler home. I grew up loving her home so much that I did
this post on the architect a while back. The inside of her home still holds some classic 1950s pieces that I can't get enough of. I always told her how much I loved this particular chair in her living room and she apparently made it clear to everyone that once she died it was all mine (I honestly never tried to claim it as mine! Nor did I count her furniture before she passed). Unfortunately that time has come too soon and we find ourselves without this amazing woman in our lives. I miss her terribly.....
It may sound horrible or too soon, but I can't wait to have this little piece of Nani in my home. I will look at it everyday and be reminded of her. Her detailed stories of her childhood, making us all laugh, getting lost in her thick Spanish accent...I can hear her now....."¡Ay Dios Mio!" or "Un Besito." I wish I could give her a lil kiss right now!
