A pinball machine …

Tennis. Home. Dance. Tennis. Dance. Food. Tennis. Home. Tennis. MORE food. And COFFEE. Good lord, MORE tennis. Food AGAIN. Home. BED.

Well, I hope you all had a day where you learned what it feels like to be a pinball machine!!!

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And then there were two …

Sid left very early this morning to return to school. With George already at school that leaves just Libs and Reese at home. The whole house sounds and feels different. It looks different too. Inside is a stark aftermath of a busy summer. Outside looks almost barren with the lack of cars. The changes are almost disorienting. After coming home from moving Sid into her dorms her freshman year a friend of mine came over to visit me. She said that she was shocked by the energy change in our home. And I couldn’t agree with her more. I was struck at that very moment with a true understanding of what it meant when people say “making your house a home”. I had always lived that way but it was such a different way to experience those feelings. Our house is a living breathing thing because of the souls who both live and visit here. They are the ones who make it a home. And the changes I see and feel around here are because of the love I feel for them. Do I wish that they were always here? Yes. A million times, yes. But I also love the things that this house has become because of their absence. Adulthood comes with new challenges and new sources of joy. This is now the place where they return to share all of that with me. I am comforted knowing that this house is a place that, no matter where life takes them, will always be their home. It is their safe haven in tough times and a place to celebrate all the good. A place that they can always count on to receive unconditional love.

We are considering a big move in the next two years and my thoughts have been drawn to our future house. Where will it be? What will it look like? It’s a bit anxiety provoking with all the unknowns. But then I remember that it really doesn’t matter where the house will be or what it will look like. That house will be filled with everything this house is and more. Undoubtedly our family will grow with marriages and grandchildren. I simply can’t wait for those kind of wonderful changes! Those kind of blessings sure makes all the growing pains that I feel now seem trivial. And when I get past all my wild emotions, deep down I know that our new house will become a home with a familiar story to tell. The story of a family who’s love, history, adventures and traditions make their house a home.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you are down to two!!!

Doing it all …

Chef. Stylist. Chauffeur. Personal assistant. Secretary. Office manager. Pick-up AND delivery girl. Banker. Travel agent. And automobile sales (new and used) consultant. I think that pretty much sums up my last four hours. I have to admit, I’m a little scared to see what my afternoon brings.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you DO IT ALL!!!

Territorial …

We have a family room that is more like an EVERYTHING room. Reclining couches. A television. TOYS. Weights and workout equipment. A piano. Bookshelves. A desk and computer. It’s a space outside of bedrooms that I’ve always kept for the kids to JUST BE and DO things in. It’s out in the open and keeps everyone returning to the same place multiple times of day. This space was thought out even before we had children. I wanted our home to feel like kids lived here and that their STUFF was welcome. I think it’s been pretty successful too. But it’s funny. Now that two of my kids are off in college you would think our EVERYTHING room would feel even bigger to the two that remain.

NOPE.

I have to say that there is nothing quite like witnessing an 8 year old and a 15 year old negotiate space … in a place where there is PLENTY of room for both of them. Oy!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you aren’t territorial!!!

Getting a handle on things (again) …

Thank goodness we managed to put Christmas away before the plague hit our home. For me, it’s bad enough having to let the little things go around the house when we are all under the weather. But if Christmas was still out I might have lost my marbles by now, HA! Anyway, today is another day when the kids and I are feeling pretty good. YAY! So I’m hoping this day gets us back on track mind, body and home!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you get a handle on things (again)!!!

Home … 

Traveling is a wonderful. Having the opportunity to get away from your daily routine and responsibilities is like a miraculous healing. But the excitement you see on your 7 year old’s face after having been gone is absolutely priceless. That tight hug that you get is the best feeling in the world. THE. BEST. It reminds you of what is truly important in life … love and the people you share it with. No matter how great one’s travels may be, there is no better place to be than with the people you love most and where your heart feels like belongs.

Well, I hope you all have a day where it feels like home!!!

Where you belong …

As loud as our house is during the day there is this amazing quiet that falls over it in the early mornings. Don’t get me wrong. I love the hustle and bustle of our house. The busyness is energizing. Having the sound of all four of my kids home is one of the best things I could ever hear. But this early morning calm is somehow reassuring to me. It is the sound of safety and tranquility. Coziness and warmth. Rest. Contentment. Family. Like everyone is where they should be and they feel it … and I love it.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you fell like you belong!!!