Home, Part 2
When we first moved to our current house, many things about felt so amazing and wonderful.
No stairs! The moving men just walked right in with all of our things.
Laundry ROOM (albeit tiny) just around the corner from the kitchen and on the same level. No more lugging up and down!
All the light switches worked. Every time! We honestly went around the house marveling at how well everything worked in the ten-year-old home, as opposed to the more-than-one-hundred year old home.
The children could walk right outside the door into our very own back yard with a fence. No stairs, no sharing with neighbors.
Most noticeably, we now had THREE bathrooms. Boys wouldn't have to resort to peeing in the yard unless they wanted to to (which of course they did want to. Fairly often).
All of these amazing things did help the sting of moving so far and to such an opposite life than what we had had before.
Sometimes I still wonder if this place feels like home. Is it home? Well, it has to be, we live here! We've been here for more than five years. We've had countless people in our home every week, every year, and this space is such a blessing in how it accommodates us and our friends and neighbors and church people.
I think most importantly, that while our old home was where our children grew, this is the home from where our children will launch. At least two of them will finish high school here and go on to the next thing. Who knows, maybe it will be all four of them. I want this place to feel for them like a haven and a home, a place to land and a place from which to launch.
No stairs! The moving men just walked right in with all of our things.
Laundry ROOM (albeit tiny) just around the corner from the kitchen and on the same level. No more lugging up and down!
All the light switches worked. Every time! We honestly went around the house marveling at how well everything worked in the ten-year-old home, as opposed to the more-than-one-hundred year old home.
The children could walk right outside the door into our very own back yard with a fence. No stairs, no sharing with neighbors.
Most noticeably, we now had THREE bathrooms. Boys wouldn't have to resort to peeing in the yard unless they wanted to to (which of course they did want to. Fairly often).
All of these amazing things did help the sting of moving so far and to such an opposite life than what we had had before.
Sometimes I still wonder if this place feels like home. Is it home? Well, it has to be, we live here! We've been here for more than five years. We've had countless people in our home every week, every year, and this space is such a blessing in how it accommodates us and our friends and neighbors and church people.
I think most importantly, that while our old home was where our children grew, this is the home from where our children will launch. At least two of them will finish high school here and go on to the next thing. Who knows, maybe it will be all four of them. I want this place to feel for them like a haven and a home, a place to land and a place from which to launch.
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