Sunday, April 25, 2010

First Day Musings

I love being home. These past few weeks have involved a lot of travel. I get weary of eating out and being in a car. Do you?

One of the things I have thought about as I have been gone is how much my home means to me. I love it. I love the old wood walls. I love the uneven floor. I love the porch, the way the screen door creaks, and the way the sunshine comes through the front windows at 7:15 a.m.

Home has many meanings to people. Some of my friends "dread" going home because they don't like the way their house looks (fix it!) or who lives at their home (move 'em out!). I have a friend who has never owned a home because her husband believes that it is a silly waste of money. She hungers for a place she can paint or change. Another friend rents a room in a huge old house and is living a monastic life and is happy with that.

Home is where we hang our hat. It is where we sleep, eat, read, and cry. It is where we should be loved regardlesss of what is going on the rest of the world. Home is more than the substance that fills it. It is the cat who curls up in our lap, the chair that fits just right, the tub that leaks when we fill it.

My family moved 17 times in nearly as many years. Daddy wasn't in the military; he was in sales. Sometimes, I thought we were running from "the law." I was always the new kid -- wrong clothes, wrong slang, wrong place in the textbook. No one in my life, except my family, knew me before I was 36 years old. I think this is why I cling to my little bit of earth and house. It is home. I will live and die here. I plan to be laid out in the parlor when I die and be sprinkled on the rose garden -- when it is planted completely!

Paul Simon wrote in "Keep the Customer Satisifed":

Gee but it's great to be back home
Home is where I want to be.
I've been on the road so long my friend,
And if you came along
I know you couldn't disagree.

I agree!

5 comments:

  1. we are such homebodies!
    my daughter gets upset because we wont plan things...hey, i planned things for over 20 years when they were growing up, i think i can not plan the majority of things and do just fine, thank you very much!
    i love being home
    it's safe and comfy..put your feet up on the furniture, on your first visit i will show you were the fridge and glasses are, the pantry and the plates...you are welcome to help yourself to whatever i have anytime :)

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  2. Love that song, Mattie. From one of my all time favorite albums.

    When our kids were small they had a story book that ended with Momma Robin back at home in her own nest, after trying out some others, saying: "Of all the rest, my nest is best." It became a favorite family saying. It's so true!

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  3. I have the song, Home, on my playlist not only because I love the song but I love the message... I want to come HOME. :)

    We moved a lot when I was a child and later to follow my husband's career and I hated it. I know that's why I also love my little place at the edge of a forest.

    Someday we will see that home that is being prepared for us which will be a perfect place. :)

    Are you near the end of the semester? I didn't remember if you taught last summer or not.

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  4. Nearly done; I will carry six hours this summer. However, I have three weeks "off" before the summer term starts!

    We are going Gazelle on our debt snowball! God has blessed me with three opportunities to make some extra money this summer and I am going to take 'em!

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  5. Welcome home. I always say the best thing about traveling, is coming home xoxoxo Clarice

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Thanks for dropping in on the farm today! I enjoy your comments!

Warmly,

Matty