Don't you just love that moment when
you pull your car up after a long trip,
push the garage door opener and slip
eagerly into your own personal garage?
No more strange beds or unknown
corners. You can locate all your
belongings, cause you live here.
HOME SWEET HOME, where you have
chosen to create a life for yourself.
Back from a writing conference full of
ideas, but tired from the six hour drive,
I appreciate being home where I can
nurture myself and connect with hubby,
return to my computer and blogging pals.
Time to rest up and then begin anew
on waiting projects: classes to teach,
syllabi to write, blogs to catch up on,
photos to download, and laundry to do.
This is the life I choose, and I love it.
There is nothing better than returning home.
ReplyDeleteWelcome back..
ReplyDeleteYep, I agree. As much as I like to travel, I live coming home. Here I am connected.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE that feeling! Welcome home again! We are headed to Seattle in a week for two weeks and I can feel that good feeling already of coming home before I even left!
ReplyDeleteMany things happened in last two days....Chandan was not happy with my steps,many friends and relatives too...others felt that this blog was a good platform to introduce our culture,customs...finally two very popular fellow Indian bloggers(gals)will very soon join my page ...in a day or two i will introduce them to the readers...more to read and less stress on me...i hope it works.
ReplyDeleteGetting home is always nice. And laundry on the road is horrendous!
ReplyDeleteYour trip sounded enjoyable, but I agree, its always good to be home!
ReplyDeleteIt does sort of give you that "Atlas Shrugs" feeling, doesn't it. ALl the cares and pressures of the day just seem to fall away the minute the car crosses the bridge and I see the grove. It's a little glimpse of what I imagine it will be like when I return "Home" after I lay this body down for it's final rest.
ReplyDeleteIt does sort of give you that "Atlas Shrugs" feeling, doesn't it. ALl the cares and pressures of the day just seem to fall away the minute the car crosses the bridge and I see the grove. It's a little glimpse of what I imagine it will be like when I return "Home" after I lay this body down for it's final rest.
ReplyDeleteGreat coming home thoughts! So glad you enjoyed your 'away' time. Looking forward to hearing what all you're up to over the next few weeks.
ReplyDeleteI love that you love it because I get to learn from it and I so enjoy YOU.
ReplyDeleteWelcome home.
There's no place like home.
ReplyDeleteSo glad that you are back and looking forward to you sharing what you have learned...'cause it inspires me.
And, in the routine of life, there is no place like your own bed, pillows, blankets...home.