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Enchanted Bella

Paper Creations by Rebecca

Updated: 2018-01-29T05:09:16.247-08:00




Memories, sometimes I want to curl up inside my memories and close the door to the rest of the world. Ever sense the passing of my Dad I have been going through my memories of him like a scrapbook. Everyday another memory comes to mind. Like pages in a book I turn and remember another one and with bitter sweet sentiment I recall every detail of those cherished memories. 

At his wake among family and friends I found myself wanting to stay there and linger among the stories, among the laughs and the joyful tears, among the hugs we gave each other, the love and even the sadness. I felt him there with us in those moments and that was a feeling I didn't want to loose, a feeling I didn't want to be far from. So I wanted to stay among the faces of the people who bring that feeling to life by just being, just being who they are and who they were. If it were possible I would stay in that feeling forever, because in that feeling he is there. 

My Dad


                The day Ed passed away, I had been holding his hand and I didn’t want to let it go. I wanted to hold it as long as possible. It made me feel close to him. He was sleeping, and holding his hand was my way of letting him know I was there for him, we were all there for him that day and every day since, a memory of him would come to mind, a silly joke “because we all know how silly he liked to be” or times that I spent with him when I was little and I wanted to share some of those memories. I was young when he came into our lives and I was a very shy girl and didn’t talk much, so I’m sure it wasn’t easy for him to get to know me. But the wonderful thing about Ed was he wanted to and I was very lucky he did. I remember in the very beginning of him living with us, he and I would read the newspaper together. I was just a kid so at the time it was just reading the newspaper and it was fun reading the funnies and I liked having him tell me the things he was reading about. Sometimes I didn’t get the jokes that were in the funnies and he would have to explain them to me. Which he was very good at and he always made me laugh, but looking back at it now makes me realize that it was much more than just reading the paper together, it was the beginning of becoming a family and a memory I will always cherish. I remember how he use to try to make me pee my pants by tickling me. He would tickle me so hard I couldn’t breathe but I never peed my pants. Thank goodness because he would never stop teasing me about it if I had. I learned very quickly I could tell him anything and that quiet little girl became not so quiet. Because he had such a big heart he made time for a shy little girl that wasn’t his daughter, but became his daughter. A lesser man would not have taken the time. I have lots more wonderful stories of Ed and I am sure all of you do too. With those stories and special memories, he will always be in our hearts and minds. Life was not always perfect and often crazy but I am blessed to have him as my dad. He was an incredible man and I will miss him more that words can express.[...]

Holding My Dad's Hand


The last time I would ever hold my dad's hand. I had been holding onto his hand for hours not wanting to let go. It was a crazy mix of emotions this weekend. Lots of tears and lots of hugs. Tears of sadness for what's to come and tears of joyful memories from the beautiful and sometimes crazy life he lead. We were all here for him as he chooses his time to completely let go. Sharing stories of happy times and sorrows of things unsaid and words not spoken. But apologies of past behavior and regrets of plans never having come to fruition are not what's important. Only love, surrounding him with all our love. Because he is loved and always will be.
At 2:45 pm this 28th day of April 2017, Edgar Ray Peck left this world peacefully and with his last breath I heard him say goodbye. 
I still don't want to let go. My heart aces and I will miss him more than words can express.

Childhood Adventures


I love the journeys and adventures a story can take you on. My daughters imagination and love for books has sparked the memories of many adventures I had when I was a girl with just a story and my imagination.


Thank you



Drowning in my Imagination


             Sweet insanity              My fingers clattering on the keys trying to keep up with the movie playing in my head. If only I could bring you in and sit you down in my personal cinema. You would be captivated by the wonderful cast of charters created there. The details so vivid you can feel their pain and sense their pleasure as if it were your own. I could spend eternity here but the fear of insanity brings me out into the world the instinct to be normal, functional keeps me from drowning in my imagination. Thank you so much for stopping by.Rebecca [...]

Red White and Blue


Today I've been thinking about the military men and women who serve/served our country and how happy and relived I was when my son came home after serving in the Marines and fighting over seas. My heart goes out to those who have lost a loved onein the service. I have great admiration and gratitude for their sacrifice so we can livethe American dream. Heroes one and all. Thank you to veterans everywhere.I have also been putting together some Christmas vignettes. The theme is Christmas andthe colors are red, white and blue. Great colors don't you think? I re-purposed ared toolbox to use with some Christmas decorations. I filled the tray with snow and made a little Christmas village. Well that is enough Christmas decorating fun for me for a while. It's time to get the house ready for Thanksgiving dinner. I am having it at my house this yearand the whole family is coming. Wish me luck!Thank you for taking the time to stop by and Happy Friday.Sharing withWow us WednesdayFeathered Nest FridayDIY Salvaged Junk Project [...]

Salvaged Tray


Bringing back to life something that might otherwise be discarded is rewarding. I find myself looking at things and thinking "What can I do with that?" and I enjoy coming up with ideas. People always tell me (especially my husband) "What are you going to do with that junk?" and of course my response is "I will think of something." So when I saw that my Mother in law was getting rid of a metal tray my mind lit up with all kinds of ideas. Laterally lit up! Light bulb above my head and everything. Well maybe not literally ;) So she said if I wanted it I could have it. She knew I would do something with it. Right away I thought  of painting it. Using paint to update something is so simply and so easy. It definitely turned out better than I imagined. The paint highlighted the details and brightened it up. I used the new Valspar chalky finish spray paint and did a little distressing and a light amount of stain. I am going to use this for a Thanksgiving dinner table centerpiece. There was going to be a before picture but I am not to tech savvy. I accidentally deleted it and could not figure out how to get it back and it was not frustrating at all...... That will teach me to only take one. Didn't think I needed more than that. But I took plenty of after pics and here they are. Happy Friday everyone.Paint can works wonders. This was a very dull tray and with just some paint it looks completely different and ready to shin again.Thanks for stopping by.RebeccaSharing withWow Us Wednesday  Thoughts of Home Thursday Feathered Nest FridayD IY Salvaged Junk Project[...]

Pink Champagne


Finding this beautiful silverware set has me dreaming of tea parties and pink champagne brunches with my girlfriends. I put together some of my pretty vintage finds to use for setting the table with this wonderful silver set. Now all I need is to send out the invites. It's time to party. There is nothing like having the girls over for some good food, drinks and a lot of laughs. Maybe I will plan some crafts for us to do. Because we all know drinking and crafting go well together! ;)Pink roses, vintage tea cups, etched glasses and a touch of silver and gold mixed in.This would make great bridal shower decor. If only I knew someone who was getting married.Writing this post has me thinking about friends from the past that I don't see anymore.Thinking about them makes me smile and I am glad they have  been a part of my life.I've missed the laughs we've shared the stories we've toldof our family livesand recipes we've triedfriends grow apart and move awaybut your friendship will live foreverin my heartR.J. MayvilleSharing with;) Savvy Southern Style                          Feathered Nest Friday[...]

Miniature Haunted House


I have this twisted love affair with haunted houses. Not the kind of haunted houses that are designed to have people and things jump out at you to scare the pants off of you. But the ones that you find on a haunted house tour. Old houses and abandoned houses with a dark history. I find them very mysterious and the mystery makes me want to dive in and uncover the story no matter how scary it might be. My husband and kids won't go with me on one of these tours and as a matter of fact no one in my family is interested. Not everyone likes that sort of thing. This time of year always brings to mind dark imaginings. I found this old doll house at a yard sale. It was falling apart and dirty. I thought it would be perfect for a miniature haunted house.Even though my daughter doesn't want to go anywhere near a real haunted house she did help me with this one and we had lots of fun putting it together. Now she wants us to write a scary story about this little old house and why it's haunted. Maybe she is a little like me after all. Happy Halloween Haunting EveryoneSharing this post with a few party people.All Things Heart & HomeSavvy Southern Style Feathered Nest Friday[...]

Dreams that Inspire


In my slumber my body rests
My mind creates a world of
Lives lived and destinies had
Such mysteries to untangle
So many ways to get lost in these pleasures
So many reasons not to wake
Horrors abound and pleasures unfathomed
Staying here forever would be insane
If you could see
Insanity would be to wake
Dreaming is my escape

R. J. Mayville

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Beautiful Books


I was trolling through pintrest and came across a beautiful picture of some old books. I clicked on over to the tumblr where it came from and I was looking through, and it was all beautiful pictures of books and libraries. Huge public libraries, home libraries, book collections, antique books, new books and I found myself day dreaming about going to these places and getting lost in all the wonderful stories. Like a child my heart and mind was filled with the wonders and curiosities of far off places, imaginary worlds and fantastic adventures. That wonderful feeling when a story takes you over and you can see and feel it as if you are living it. On the sidebar of this tumblr were quotes from different authors and poets about the smell of the pages and the perfume of a book. This made me realize that a book is much more than pages of words. It's an experience that wraps your scenes and can be as real as you can imagine. I also realize I am not the only one who loves to get lost in a wonderful story. This post is dedicated to the beauty of books.The tumblr where I found this inspiration is called Breathing Books. Click on over and find some for yourself.   


I love to decorate with old books and if I'm lucky one day I will have a library
 filled with wonderful old books.

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Starting Again


I have wiped the slate clean and deleted all of my old posts. I am redesigning the look and the overall content of my blog. I have always focused on writing posts that I thought everyone wanted to read and wording it how I thought they would want to hear it. But it always seemed to be uninteresting almost fake sounding. I could never figure out why when I sat down to write a post it was so difficult to think of what to write. It shouldn't be hard to write about beautiful vintage things. There beautiful and there vintage. Almost writes itself right. But it came out flat and boring no life in the words. I don't need to be an award winning novelist to write a post but with all the blogs out there I need to have something good to say. Something people want to read. Writing what I think everyone wants to read doesn't work for me so I am going to put myself in the words I write. I am wanting to step up my game when it comes to my photos as well. Enchanted Bella will still be a blog about vintage beauty, treasure hunting, junk finds, before and after makeovers and family fun but with a little more spice and a lot more heart (or vice versa). Wish me luck.