Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Home...
Last weekend, my fam and I traveled to my hometown...the town I spent my priceless childhood, the green pastures I played in and scavenged for treasures, the streets I learned to ride my bike on, and the simple and cozy place I called home for the first 18 years of my life. I guess I still call it home.
I realized how much I appreciated my parents planting our family in this one place and nurturing the roots for over 30 years now. It's such a solid place, full of meaningful moments and endless memories. I wondered if my husband and I are doing a disservice to our girls by not yet planting ourselves and letting our roots grow. What do you think?
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Hmmm, well I know personally that when I was younger I hated moving alot and always wanted to say that I have lived in the same house since birth. But when I got older I realized how blessed I was because I was able to meet so many wonderful people and live in some gorgeous spots. I think there are pro's and con's on both sides!!
as a professional home "transplanter" who grew up the same way...I so long for that place where memories bring comfort..i hope to find a place that will be our home for many years! but i must say i love the feel, smell, and clean slate of a new home!
Do you really think that you haven't planted yourselves yet? It seems as though you've done a fine job. I think that you're just a nolstalgia junkie, and you have yet to really develop that where you're at. Better get to workin on that!!
i am all about the roots! i lived in the same house growing up and i have so many good memories.. many good relatioships in my neighbohood that even now when i go back 'home' I catch up with all my neighbors.
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