DIY: My $20 Dresser Gets A Makeover

I found this dresser at a garage sale last month and immediately knew I had to have it! Our new bedroom is pretty small and doesn’t have space for the lowboy dresser we had in our old room so I knew I’d eventually have to replace it with something more practical for our setup.  I’ve always loved the look of campaign dressers, but buying them brand new was never an option (tbh, buying anything brand new is rarely an option for me cause I’m forever #ballinonabudget).  After a couple weeks of searching, my appetite for a bargain was satiated when a couple in our neighborhood was selling this dresser for only $20! I knew it would need a little TLC (I’m referring to both tender love and care AND tboz lefteye chilli cause that was blasting on the spotify when I spent my Saturday doing this), but with all of the remodeling we’ve done on our home I already had all of the supplies to give this thing a quick makeover!

The Secrets We Keep: A Journey Of Grief And Healing

I’ve been writing this piece in my mind for a few months now. For reasons unknown, the words just haven’t been coming. I write when the fire’s hot and when it’s not I have a habit of leaving it unattended, hence why this post is 3 months in the making.  I’ve come to accept that this post, like the experiences associated with it, is never-ending.  So for the purpose of documenting this story it’s important for me to share it as I remember it, while I remember it.

In the Fall of last year “The Incident” happened.  That’s the name Tommy and I use when we talk about it. On September 25th, 2016 Tommy – a healthy 30 year old male who’s active in sports and who has no prior heart-related issues in his family history – went into sudden cardiac arrest which led to him being in a coma for 5 days. Instantaneously my world was turned upside down.  Probably the most disturbing and unsettling factor about the entire thing is that The Incident happened with no tell-tale signs or warnings. Doctors told us there was basically no way we could have prevented this from happening.  I’m 28 years old.  I haven’t had much exposure to loss or grief, but it’s safe to say The Incident made up for 7 lifetimes of it.  What happened following The Incident was a string of heartbreak and lessons learned.  This is my attempt to document those lessons.