The Journey of Becoming

Somewhere around 15 years ago, I fell in love with the word becoming.  By some definitions, it means beautiful, attractive, complementing. By others and more often, it means more “in the process of”, as in my children are (hopefully) becoming more mature, or more aptly, this fabulous green velvet is becoming a gorgeous pillow.

Every time I unroll a bolt of fabric, I see potential. Stuck on the bolt, it becomes useless. It doesn’t warm anyone’s bed, brighten a room, uplift a dreary day, snuggle a baby or child’s head. But oh what it can become. Much like us. We can sit back and stagnate and become useless. Or we can allow ourselves to become something better, truer, purer. We can warm our family bed, brighten someone’s room, uplift someone’s dreary day, snuggle a baby or child’s head (sigh, my favorite).

My heart with Becoming Designs is just that—that the simple soft goods I fabricate bring so much more than just decor. That the pieces become ushers of love, joy, peace in a home, that they warm bodies and souls. And yeah, that they look freaking awesome too.

And so, four years in, this humble business has already come a long way and yet is itself still becoming. I have very high hopes for just what ....

The green velvet did in fact become four gorgeous pillows! 

The green velvet did in fact become four gorgeous pillows! 

The Picture of Love

The Picture of Love

If there's one thing I've learned the past ten years of marriage and child-rearing, it's that relationships of all kinds require work. Time, effort, love, patience, grace. What I didn't expect was for my husband of ten years to express that concept so perfectly and appropriately in the form of actual sweat-and-ache-inducing labor (hmmmm....but doesn't that ring true, ladies? I'm myself remembering 12 hours of love-equals-sweat-and-pain-labor about 10 months ago.....).

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Fabric should be considered a natural anti-depressant.

Ok maybe a bit much for my first entry but really - can you look at this fanciful flamingo fabric (see below) and NOT feel happy? It still hasn't permanently found its place yet, but it's in the process of becoming a crib pillow for my baby girl. With ruffles, because, well, because ruffles.

Perhaps that's where my whole fabric obsession stems from, not to mention the therapeutic "upping" effects of the act of creating: fabric is fun. Need a quick pick-me-up? Update your couch throw pillows with something fun and fancy. Bedroom got you down? Rethink the window panels with an unlined breezy look. Yes, it's a small investment, but no it's not permanent and it doesn't have to be complicated. 

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