There’s No Place Like Home
I’m so glad we went to CLR in Arizona!
And, I’m SO glad we are home again!
Talk about changes ( last blog), there have been changes in me too.
I didn’t enjoy the drive.
I was WAY homesick.
I was wishing for a pair of Ruby Slippers.
I’m wondering if I’m no longer ‘Wandering Spirit’?
It seems like most of my adult life, I’ve been searching for ‘home’. I’ve moved across the country a number of times, and in between those times I’ve traveled, and always in the back of my mind I’ve wondered, ‘is this where I belong?’, as I’ve enjoyed beautiful and memorable places. Then I’d end up back here by the Monterey Peninsula and feel like, ‘ok, this is the place’.
But this time…this time, I don’t know, it’s like I’ve been working this giant puzzle and all of a sudden all the rest of the pieces just fell into place suddenly.
I walked in the house and felt… settled. ( picture a bird schooching into her nest). With a sigh of relief, I finally felt like I belong here. I fell in love all over again.
I belong here.
I BELONG here.
I belong HERE.
Oh my gosh. I’m 71. It’s about time I figured that out? 🙂
This sure isn’t a fancy place, and it’s a month to month rental, but it feels really right…really safe…really comfortable.
At 71 I find I’m more into ‘comfortable’ than in the past. As in warm ( but not hot!), soft, cozy, healthy, and peaceful.
I’ve felt the urge to wander leave me before. It was always temporary. But now, I’m not so sure it will return again, at least not in a major way. I don’t consider myself weak or frail at all, but neither am I as strong physically, and, umm, vibrant? as I used to be. My eyes have issues ( need those in good shape to drive long distances, obviously).
Oh I’ve always loved home and part of the charm of wandering for 4 years in WS ( my Casita travel trailer), was that no matter where I went, I was home.
Only now do I realize what an important part of the equation that was. WS was tiny, cozy, and warm or cool as needed. It sat in the midst of some beautiful places, and it was Joys and Shilohs and mine. That all worked and I have to say, it was an exceptionally wonderful part of my life.
But that was then, and now it feels like the wanderlust might be calming. Oh not my love of animals and trees and mountains and the ocean and the wilds and all of nature. That is all etched into my soul and as long as possible I will find ways to have those things in my life on many levels.
But feeling settled feels SO good right now.
Life is always changing. Doors close. New doors open. I love that! Let’s take deep breaths and stay positive as we close out this strange year of 2020. Let’s renew kindness and compassion and caring in our world. Some small ways we can do that is by wearing a mask, washing our hands, and keeping our distance.
Be safe and much love to you!