Sunday, April 20, 2008

Home again, home again

One of the main reasons to go away is the joy of returning. Not to the problems and busyness and unfinished projects, of course. Maybe not to work or to the daily routine, though of course, much can be said in favor of routine. But just the feeling of being home: my own bed and chair and washing machine and stove. My own stack of books -- my own computer and goodreads and blog and Picasa. Messages from friends on the answering machine. Mail. The Tribune. Daffodils blooming. Quilts waiting to be planned and made. Spring clothes to get out -- hooray! Seeing Stephen's smiling face! Getting re-started with Weight Watchers online. Going back to Curves.

What things do you love about coming home?

2 comments:

Sola Gratia said...

"One of the main reasons to go away is the joy of returning." Amen! I mused, after our England trip, that nothing makes you appreciate America more than traveling to another country.

Sue said...

You sum up what home means very well - all our comfortable things and routines and the dear people that put up with us day in day out