Where there's comfy beds and showers
Where there's no suitcases to re-pack
Where there's a stove to cook on and a washer and dryer that are free.
Home...
Where there's a job to go off to every morning and work on every side
Where there's people to deal with
and expectations to meet.
Home...
Where you have your own room
and personal space for time alone
Where you can relax on a couch and stay in one place and put your belongings away.
Home...
Where you have to face responsibilities
and the weeds are taking over
Where you step back into reality
and grapple with real life problems.
Home...
Where the flowers are blooming
and the veggies have tiny little fruit
Where the familiar welcomes you
and the views are your own.
Home...
Where you have to deal with relationships outside of your own little world
Where you can't block out the future forever and pretend that only now exists.
Home...
Where real life is lived.
Where the grateful ache over the
beauty and blessing of vacation
makes us live life a little more fully
If we let it.
8 comments:
Well said. I remember that emotion so well. And thank you for sharing your travels via blog, I enjoyed following along.
So glad you got home safely and thank you for inviting us along. It was like being there with you all!
This is really good!
Glad to hear you enjoyed it!
Thanks for sharing your trip with us! I enjoyed it. :)
I have so enjoyed your vacation blogging! What an experience for your family! Thankful you are home safe and sound.
🙂
Never to be forgotten, for sure!
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