Salvation of the Castaways? What does that mean?

Okay, before you think I have completely lost my mind and my ego has gone through the roof that I am using a term like salvation, let me explain how this name came into being. Castaways? What do you mean by castaways? Furniture. Things someone else didn't want- things that maybe would have gone to the dump, maybe just would have eneded up sitting lonely in a thrift store somewhere, forgotten, sad, and lonely. I like to rescue pieces and give them new life. (I also like to do this with paint and projects in our home, taking it from just average, to really being our home, not just a house). So, rescuing, saving, salvation- bascially, things being given a second chance. When I was younger ( junior high age) I used to paint my furniture. Then my neighbor asked me to paint a piece for her daughter- spongepaint a desk pink, with a kitten and a ball of yarn on the side (no pics of that, sorry- it was too long ago). My hairdresser once traded me a cut and color to spongepaint a floor lamp she had. In high school I left a mark (literally) by painting a murual on the wall. (Don't worry, I proposed the idea and it was welcomed). But then I sort of forgot about painting. Life happened, college happened, kids happened, and I lost something I loved doing. It sat dusty on the shelf of my mind for years until only recently. I guess in a way you could call it my own salvation- finding the things in life that I love and doing them (painting and projects are just one, yoga is another, working on being an amazing mom another- you get the point). So this is not just about saving furniture or perking up a room. It is about following your heart and finding your passion. I hope some of that rubs off on you, too because life is a whole lot better when you follow your heart!