When he first brought the above picture to our home, he handed it to me and said, “Look babe, it’s you. That’s why I love it too.” Wow. Okay. This woman looks nothing like me (for one thing, I am a plus-size woman with very fair skin). But my husband has a wonderful imagination and a total appreciation for his wife. So, I will accept the compliment.
Isn’t she absolutely gorgeous? Halis inherited her. She was his Dad’s for many years. And now she hangs on our stairwell. Halis and his siblings recently split up all the furnishings from his Mom’s estate, carefully and fairly taking turns to pick out the items that they wanted. Halis picked her on his first “pick”. You might chuckle and assume that “of course a man would pick a half-naked lady picture over choosing a pineapple-spindle bedroom set”. You might assume that I thought he was nuts. And you would be so wrong. It was ME who begged Halis to make sure that he not only brought home this sexy lady … but that he also choose the marble statues of scantily clad ladies that were hanging out by the pool 🙂 And he did.
I now wonder what Isaac will think about growing up with this picture. I am sure he will be happy to stare at it when he reaches puberty. And then someday he too will inherit it. I just hope he marries a woman who won’t banish it to the garage! Maybe he will tell her that it is important to keep this picture up in their stairwell as well, because it is a portrait of his Mom 🙂