Almost Home
Do you know that feeling you get when you've been away for a while and then you get close to where you live? That "no place like" feeling that comes over you? That's not to say you didn't enjoy your getaway, or that travels are not often exhilarating and fun. Sometimes you have to be away whether you want to be or not. Or you just have to go to work and put in some long, tough hours doing things that you don't really want to do, or like to do, but find it necessary because, well, it's the only way you can come up with to keep that homestead of yours. I think most of us are familiar with that little sigh of relief moment; that lifting of a ton of bricks off your shoulders moment when you get close to your home. The one place in the world where you really want to be. "Home, where my thoughts escaping, Home, where my music's playing, Home, where my love lights waiting silently for me." Yeah, that place. Well, that place for me is on that little road that you can just make out there on the right in that picture above. It's where I wish I was right now. The air seems so much freer there; so less troubled. Its one of the most relaxing places I've ever been.
I don't know what took me so long to get there. Life I guess. It has a funny way of twisting you about to and fro to places you didn't really want to go with people you didn't really want to be with. This little simple place in the picture above is where I should have been a long time ago. And there is still much that keeps me from it a good bit of the time. Right now I'm at the point in life where it seems I have more behind me than ahead. And sometimes, when I think about it, I get that same feeling of traveling and of being away from home way too long. When I get to the point where I can see the end of the road just ahead, I for one will sigh deeply and think, "Thank goodness, I'm almost there! Home at last." The journey has been a good one, all in all, but Home is where I really want to be.
This Thursday, I'm getting on a plane (American Airlines--oh my!) and flying to San Diego, California to visit with my granddaughter. My wife and daughter are going with me. I'm so excited about the trip and can't wait to see our beautiful youngster and her husband again. Not to mention that I have never been that far west before and can't wait to see what it looks like. Making new memories, seeing new sights, eating at new restaurants, and meeting new people are always something I enjoy doing. But even now, I'm anticipating that moment when I drive down that little country road and get almost home. I hope that each and every one of you has such a place in your life where nothing else matters, and you can just be yourself.
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