For me, a home is like a museum without the signs saying 'Please Don't Touch'. Think of all the stuff you own that has emotional or historical significance or comes with a memory or tale of where, when and who. It's just a matter of finding ways to incorporate these things into your surroundings as three-dimensional reminders of your life for you and others to experience.
Consider this list of some of my personal treasures, then start to think of the items you own that could tell a similar story:
I love to pick up a perfectly tossed grey stone with a white stripe and be transported to Portofino some time in 1995 drinking a Santa Margherita pinot grigio.
A religious dharma made of shells that was bought on a trip, made on a whim, to Naples after I ran into an ex-boyfriend in Paris.
A nestled stack of six white ceramic scientific bowls, slightly crusty, with no known purpose, but bought (not even haggled for!) at one of my all-time favourite flea markets, Le Marché aux Puces de la Porte de Vanves, Paris. Every adventure to this market would begin with a jamon baguette from the van on the corner.
A crown of dried giant kelp collected for me by a past love and carefully transported from Big Sur, California to new York.
Beeswax still intact in a much-used wooden pane bought from an amused beekeeper who lived in a caravan on the snowy, hilly surrounds of Tashkent, Uzbekistan. it was early spring, the first blossoms were out and children were selling tiny early tulips, so delicate and fragile.
My grandmother's treasures: shells we do not see on our shores anymore, jet beads, tiny seed pearls in an old department store box, handmade sandwich signs about one and a half inches high saying 'watercress' and devilled egg', silver napkin rings.
Assemble your mementos with love and care, and use them in your decorative palette. You'll only enrich your home's sense of history, and enjoy returning home even more.