As we prepare for Saturday’s unveiling of the bridal room the finishing items are moving into place. Tonight, the buffet that has been living in my garage since this past summer has now been buffed and spruced up for a new life as a centerpiece of our new room. I love finding pieces like this, pieces that were once painstakingly cared for and loved, but at one point became forgotten and ignored. As I cleaned it up I found some buttons, a receipt for a small purchase at a store in Liverpool, England in 1975 and a few other odds and ends. I did not find anything spectacular on the inside, I found it all on the outside. I know a piece of furniture does not have feelings, yet I could swear the wood and carvings seemed to smile and shine a little brighter knowing that the trip from England in a cargo container was worth it in order to begin a new and be ready for the next 100 years.