What I Wore: Beautiful, Open and True

Thursday, November 7, 2013

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What I Wore: Shirt (Target; Similar Here), Camisole (Old Navy), Cardigan (H&M; Similar Here), Jeans (GAP), Socks (Similar Here), Shoes (Hand me down; Similar Here)


After sharing my plaid shirt remix, I'd been itching to try out a new way to wear the shirt. Surprisingly I'd never worn it open like one would a jacket. That became the basis of this look, with an added cardigan over it (stolen from The Boy's closet) for added warmth. In fact, I was so toasty in this, I went part of the day out of doors with no coat. That's saying something since we were in the mountains with snow on the ground! Makes for a nice blog post background doesn't it, all that snow? 

The real reason we were in the mountains was not snow though. This past month we haven't been going much of anywhere, except over one town and back to visit my grandmother in the hospital and try to help as we looked at moving her to a nursing home (she had been in an assisted living home, but wanted to see about moving somewhere with more care). Unfortunately, the only nursing home that was accepting new people was a bit of a drive, where my uncle lived, and on being discharged, she did make the trip. However, she passed away that next morning after arriving. 

Our family has lost someone very dear to us, and so many have lost a sweet friend; she always made friends easily. But as someone who has helped day in and day out to take care of her for the past few years, my feelings are so very mixed. It seems strange to think I won't ever walk into her home, see her resting on her couch, or that I'll never get to ask after her day,  or hear a family story from her again. Until marrying and moving, I literally visited every day for years (unless traveling of course), and even after, I was still seeing her several times a week. But that proximity also showed the true pain she was in, the hardness and frustration of what were once simple tasks. And she was someone who had lived with several lifelong diseases, so she was no wimp when it came to pain. My heart is heavy with grief- for my own loss and my family's- but I know with certainty that she is somewhere that is a true home and she is without pain. 

The last week I'd been helping to orchestrate funeral arrangements along with my parents, but Saturday no family had arrived yet and and all the phone calls were finally done with (at least until Monday). We had a day, an afternoon, to be somewhere else, to be somewhere beautiful, and open, and true. 

24 comments

  1. I love you, dear.

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  2. Love you, thanks for sharing this.

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  3. Great post!! You look stunning on that color and thank you for sharing this! :)

    Feel free to visit my blog as well if you wish! <3

    Diana
    www.ManhattanImageandStyle.com
    New Blog Post: 10 Habits That Will Help You Succeed

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  4. You look really cute, I love the leg warmers and cardigan.
    Very sorry to hear about your Grandmother, though. Sending good wishes your way!

    Rachel

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  5. I’m amazed by snow already, def beautiful backdrop indeed! and that you could layer so well you didn’t need a coat. And I love the plaid as a jacket w/ the mustard cardi over. Although I’m sure it was really difficult for you to write this Kristian, I found it so beautiful and wonderful to hear. I didn’t realize you lived right near your grandmother; it’s wonderful you were able to be so close with her. I also love that you were able to say that, despite it being so painful to never see her again, you’re happy to know that she’s free of her pain. This was how my family felt when my grandfather passed, who’d been struggling with cancer for several years. Sending a big hug your way dear friend!

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  6. Oh, Kristian I am so sorry. I lost my grandmother in a nursing home a few years ago and it was a very strange thing not to go and visit her on a regular basis afterword. I will be praying for comfort for you and your family! I am sure she so loved your visits and appreciated all that you did for her, it truly shows what a wonderful person you are to take that time.
    Thinking of you!

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    1. Thank you for your prayers Katie. My family and I appreciate that.

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  7. I am so sorry for your loss. How difficult it must be. It sounds like you had many wonderful memories of your Grandma and had the opportunity to visit her often.

    I know you will miss her dearly.


    Hugs
    Suzanne

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  8. oh no I'm sorry Kristian. This must be such a hard time, but at least your sweet grandma is home now. Thank you for sharing this with us, we're all here for you!

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  9. So sorry about your grandmother. It's good that you got to spend time with her and share your love with her until the end.
    Debbie
    www.fashionfairydust.blogspot.com

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  10. Beauty in sadness. What an uplifting post. <3 Thank you for sharing this with us!

    - Anna

    www.melodicthriftychic.com

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  11. You are the cutest! I just came across your blog and love your mix of plaid and yellow - my favorite thing. :) I'm so sorry to hear about your loss, I'll be sending good vibes your way! xo

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  12. Ahhh i love that mustard colored sweater so cute

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  13. I'm sorry for the loss of your grandmother.

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  14. I am so sorry to hear this news today Kristian. Be strong, and may she always be in your heart :) xo

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