Hello friends! I'm back home again after spending two weeks in WV with my family. I couldn't agree more with the tile you see on the foyer table which states, "Home is where we love, rest, dream and nest." I especially like the "rest" part because that is what I feel I need to do a lot of for awhile. The last two weeks were pretty intense. As I have shared before, my oldest sister is not well, and her condition has worsened. She needs care that cannot be given at home so she agreed to the difficult decision to enter an assisted living facilty. In addition to overseeing the moving of furniture to her new apartment, I was involved in packing her clothing and decorating her new place. All hard work and I'm thankful that other family was there to support me and help with everything that had to be done. Moving someone you love to assisted living is a very emotional experience. There are many adjustments to make and that includes the whole family, not just the person moving there. On a personal level, I feel drained and tearful and concerned for what the future may bring.
This experience has gotten me to thinking about the concept of "home." And how the word "home" can have many different connotations. My sisters (I have four) always say that they hope I can "come home" soon to visit. And yet, I haven't lived in the WV home I grew up in for almost 40 years. Spending two weeks in that home that I grew up in was a bit strange this time, especially knowing that my oldest sister, the owner of the family home, was no longer going to be there. When I was in college and was going to go back to my dorm room I would say I was "going home." My husband and I have owned three different "homes" and we have lived happily in our current one for over 20 years.
I guess the truth is that there are many different "homes" we can experience in life and as long as we can love, rest, dream and nest....as the tile says.....then we are home.
I'm thankful to be back to my home with The Mr. and with Cassie and Garden. I missed them all very much on my two week journey to help out with family. My family is here.....my family is there.....my heart and my home are in more than one place.
So I'll just keep loving...and resting....and dreaming....and nesting....and being grateful to be at home!
How about you? What is your concept of "home"? Be sure to let me know in the comments. I love hearing from you!
My people will live in peaceful dwelling places, in secure homes, in undisturbed places of rest.
Until Next Time,