Sunday, June 24, 2012

HOME ~ be-a-u-tiful!


I'm HOME!

Wayne, when growing up, lived in the same small town and the same house until he was 23 years old.

I lived in all 3 Prairie Provinces, 6 different towns/cities and 12 different houses by the time I was 23 years old.

We went 'home' to Wayne's childhood home town this past week.  Although I was born in the same town, (moved away when I was 8 years old), and lived there again for 2 years after Wayne and I got married, I do not consider it 'home'.  

I think there is a difference between 'going' home and 'coming' home.

I can not 'go' home as I have no childhood home to go to.

I am not that person who dreams of traveling to exotic places.  Of getting away to different countries. Being gone for 3 days is my limit.

I am that person who can never think of any place she would rather be more than HOME.

And my HOME is right here ~ where I am right now.  

Coming HOME is be-a-u-tiful!



39 comments:

It's me said...

Home is where the heart is.....love love love Ria...xxx..

Sandra said...

i am with you, 3 towns, 11 houses, 2 states, no home to go home to. I am just like you, the where i live my daily life is HOME and i love being there. and if hubby and the two dogs and i moved somewhere, that would be HOME. my husband was like yours, he is 75 and has only lived in 5 homes in his whole life, before he was 23 was 2. he moved here to FL in 1970 and has lived in 2 homes since then and the only reason for the 2nd one is ME.

Sylvia said...

Nicely said, Catherine, coming home is beautiful indeed ...
A lot of rain here today, again, hope the weather there is better !
Nice Sunday,
Sylvia

S. Etole said...

In agreement here. I love "home."

Ann said...

I agree with you completely. There's nothing like going home and no place I would rather be

Brian said...

We agree, there's no place like home!

Tracy said...

Cat,
What a complicated word; home...I grew up in the same house my mother lives in but since I have a lot of unpleasant memories, I usually just call that place, 'the place I grew up' it's not home. Anywhere with my boys is 'home' :) great post and like you, I have no desire to travel the world; home is enough for me!

The Smiths said...

I think it is a wonderful thing to find a place where you truly love to be. I like both - To travel, to see new places... But to come home is good too!

Kay :)

Chatty Crone said...

Awesome photo. And there is NO place like home. You are right. sandie

unikorna said...

I know what you mean Catherine, I have rather gloomy memories when it comes to my parents' home, it mostly reminds me of their scandals and I am still very affected by them...25 years later :).

Tammy@T's Daily Treasures said...

Like you, I grew up moving around all the time. I was born in Mississippi. My brother was born in Virginia. Back to Mississippi we went and when my dad retired from the Marines after two tours of duty in Vietnam, he took a job with an oil tool company and we moved every three years from the time I was 7. When I married the first time at 21, I moved 4 times in 3 years. Kuwait is actually the longest I've ever lived in any one place in all my life -- it's now been 17-1/2 years. Who woulda thunk it! This is the second summer the boys and I haven't gone back to the States. I don't find home there. My parents are divorced. My dad no longer speaks to me (he married a psycho woman). My brother is a loner back in Mississippi while my mom moved back to the very small town in Ohio where she was born. Home is right where I am now, with all my stuff around me. Even after 2 weeks in the States, the boys want to go "home" to their own beds. There's no place like home, wherever it might be. Though I do like to travel -- which we will be doing in a week. :) Wishing you a great day. Tammy

TexWisGirl said...

i'd rather be home than anyplace else in the world, too.

(you're not a Cancer, by chance, are you?) :)

Carole said...

yes, home is where the heart is :)

Susan McShannon-Monteith said...

I was born and raised in the Niagara area.Throughout my life I've done plenty of traveling but I must admit there is a serenity, simplicity and security in this humble place I call home...
May we always be so fortunate to have such a place...
Susan x

Fuzzy Tales said...

Welcome home, Catherine. :-)

I have had a deep-rooted longing for "home" for decades now, ever since Mom and I had to leave the country and move to an urban area. Thirty-two years later I still want to go home, but it's not to a specific town or province, more about having space and Nature around me, not being on top of people, living with so much noise and chaos around me.

Even so, I've always made my apartments and now this townhouse my haven. At least until the new neighbours.

Becca said...

I'm a "homebody" for sure. :-)

Linda R said...

Don't get me wrong. I love my Home but I do believe I just might have a little bit of gypsy blood in me. I LOVE to travel. I Love to see knew places. I just love to see how different places and cultures are. Even just here in the US the Cities are so different. I just love that.

I sometimes wonder that when I leave Las Vegas for good if I will think of it as home?

Great post today my friend..

Hugs~

Eileen said...

Welcome home Catherine!

I no longer "go home" as the home I grew up in burned many years ago. The community is now simply my hometown and the place where my parents are buried.

Home is where I live now with my children, and I love it. On the other hand, I love to travel and take the opportunity whenever I can!

But when I turn the key in the lock to open the door, home is where I want to be.

Just Who I Am said...

Lovely post .Yes Home is where the heart is!
xxx Elisabeth

Barbara said...

I do dream of traveling to exotic places... or anywhere, really... but I, too, love coming home and just being home. And even though I lived in the same house until I was 19, and my parents still live there, that's just not 'home' to me. I think home might be where my bed and most of my stuff is. :) Oh, welcome HOME!

Tamago said...

Oh I love home...coming home is definitely beautiful. I like to travel but I think the best part of it is to come back home.
I hope Wayne and you had a wonderful time in his childhood home town :-)

Deb said...

I'm a home-body, too. When I'm away I think a lot of home and that's probably because we have animals that miss us. It's so nice 'going back home' and I hope Wayne had fun.

Petro Neagu said...

I feel the same as you do. My whole life I've been "on the road", away from my parents place first, then from my country so right now I don't really feel I belong to any "home", that notion is sill far from me. When I'll have my own place and live there long enough, maybe...

Anesha said...

Happy Sunday to you too. Have a great week. :)

Gardening in a Sandbox said...

I always think that home is wherever my husband and I happen to be together. It could be our little pop up trailer on a summer vacation or our bricks and mortar home in Ontario. As long as we are together we are home. Valerie

Lisa Gordon said...

What a wonderful post, Catherine, and I so agree with you.
Sending you wishes for a fantastic beginning to your week!

Mariette VandenMunckhof-Vedder said...

Dearest Catherine,

Oh, don't tell me about coming HOME. We have learned to appreciate that feeling the most when working for two months at a time in Indonesia. It felt good to be back home again, only brief but it did us good. Now, with our felines, I have a hard time to leave...
Love to you,
Mariette

Susan said...

I so agree, no place like home!

Berts Blog said...

The post today leaves me with a smile on my face for I feel "At Home" right now. and yes, it is beautiful.

thanks

The Island Cats said...

There's no place like home!

Lin said...

While I like to travel, I do like being home too. I miss the kitties when I'm on the road.

LĂșcia said...

If you're happy, yes, you're home! :)

Splendid Little Stars said...

very insightful!
I love home, too!
But I also like to travel.

From The Homesteading Cottage said...

I'm the same way...home is where the heart is (: I just found your blog and became a new follower (: Can't wait to come back for more posts...Hope you have a lovely week!!

Michele
xoxo

Linens and Royals said...

Home is where the cats are!! and my clutter and collections. I wish I would stay there, but on some occasions I feel the urge to make a sudden mad dash across the globe. XX

Nancy Claeys said...

Were we separated at birth? Lol. I feel the same way. 2 or 3 days away from home is more than enough. xoxo

Forever Foster said...

From the mum-

Your post spoke to me. I'm on my 17th house and 8th city now. I go 'home' to the city I was born in, where my parents live again now, but in a totally different area. Ultimately, I come home to the cats. Wherever they are, that's where home is. Until the next move :)

kittykye said...

It's funny. I've only lived here for a few months and I think I consider it to be more home than the city I spent all my life in. But, my theory is that your home is wherever you make it :) One way or another, I'm with you -- It's always feels so great be back home after being away.

The Purr Diaries said...

Gotta agree with you on that. Home really is the best place on Earth :o) xo

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