As much as I love
to travel, coming home is sweet.
“Coming home.”
Those two words bring a smile of remembrance and satisfaction. On the last leg
of the journey, “home” is the prevailing thought.
I love when we
turn the corner after being away. Our light green Bakersfield house comes into view, then our purple
door. Once inside, we’re surrounded by colorful souvenirs and art from places
we’ve visited. The comfort of our home renews us.
It’s great to be
among my own stuff, in my own space. A familiar bed, a favorite chair,
appliances that I know how to work. No bright light shining in my eyes,
disturbing my sleep. We bask in our yard with the trees and plants that Judy
placed in the ground, the funky art work that adorns our backyard fence, and
our “tableaux of interest” as brother John puts it.
Coming home is a
break from being on sensory overload. It’s a respite from being inundated by new
sights, sounds, and tastes. I get to reconnect with myself in the familiarity
of an environment that we’ve created. It’s the perfect place to rejuvenate and
get ready to go again, knowing that it will be right here when I return.
In Coos Bay, this is our sixth summer in the Birch Street house. Now, this place is like coming home, too. But, that’s true of the whole town.
There is no place like home; or, wherever one feels at home.
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xoA ~
Understand the feeling. My family and I are on vacation in Indiana right now and though we love visiting family I want my bed and my home.
ReplyDeleteProves that no matter where you are, "there's no place like home." Thanks for commenting, Donnee. xoA
DeleteYou know you've created a wonderful home when this is how you feel upon return. That is something to cherish.
ReplyDeleteWe do cherish it, Kathleen. It's a "modest" home that suits us just fine. Thanks for writing. xoA
DeleteWhen I'm gone I think I miss my bed the most. Something about a familiar place to rest and feel safe.
ReplyDeleteTraveling is great fun, but as you said returning home is comforting.
I think it's the fact of being in a space that you've put your heart and efforts into, Joan. Thanks for your comments. xoA
DeleteIt's not the bed or the structure of the house for me (much as I love both) but the sensation of fitting perfectly into place. My home is the one and only place on Earth that I am completely relaxed.
ReplyDeleteYes, Anna. I feel the same about my home, too. Thanks for commenting. xoA
DeleteI love that feeling you get when you come home after traveling for a while. It makes being home with family so much more rewarding.
ReplyDeleteI agree, Jasmine. Thanks for writing. xoA
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