Words for Wednesday: the pathway home

blogIMG_4416 (1)Home. It’s not only where the heart is but it is where many folks physically find themselves on Thanksgiving Day.

A lot is written about home – be it ever so humble, there’s no place like it. In our 40+ years of marriage, Papa and I have called a lot of places home.

Our family of origin homes where we grew up were in two different areas of our home state. His family home was in the city, mine was in the country. Our homes were over 200 miles apart, different in a lot of ways.

As newlyweds, our first home was a one-bedroom furnished apartment nearby an Army post in the southwestern United States. Eventually, we moved onto the post and lived in military housing in a comfortable three-bedroom duplex.

After Papa spent an unaccompanied year-long tour in a foreign land, we reunited and, with our first-born, called home some temporary housing until we were able to move once again into a three-bedroom house on the military post.

But we only lived there for one year. Papa separated from the Army and joined the ranks of sales with a national company. We weren’t sure where our new home would be located until after he went through his training.

Home became the very first house we purchased in the Midwest.  We moved in with one child and moved out with three children into a brand new house in a smaller suburb. But again our home didn’t stay our home for very long and before we knew it, we were whisked off to the Pacific Northwest. A new place to call home.

Twenty years ago, we made the decision to ‘come home’ – move back to our native state. It was a cross country move for us but one we’ve never regretted. It took us quite a bit of time as we searched for our new home here, but eventually we found a 2.25 acre plot of ground in the country to build a new home upon.

So this is home. This is the place we have lived the longest time during our marriage. This is the place our grown up offspring call ‘home’ even though they spent many of their growing up years in other states. They all have their own homes now, but I think they are like me – they still call their parents’ house home.

And home is where we all will be this Thanksgiving. This house that holds a ton of memories on this ground about three and a half miles away from the homestead where my parents lived and I grew up.

On this 14th day of my 30 Days of Thanks Giving, my heart is full of gratefulness for home. Not just for this house, but for this place, this area of this state where my heart has always been. And I give thanks that our family will gather around the table once again here at home.

Forever on Thanksgiving Day the heart will find the pathway home.” ~ Wilbur D. Nesbit

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6 responses

  1. Aw, so happy that your family will all be together for Thanksgiving! Such a sweet post about your different “homes”. That quote is one of my favorites: I think I used it in a Thanksgiving post the very first year I blogged: 2010!

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  2. I love this! Gosh I’m enjoying your thankfulness posts 🙂 Oh what fond memories we have of spending time in your home! Perhaps it sounds daft, but I will honestly never forget when we turned into your drive – we felt like we had entered a delightful film set. The landscape so different from ours, the trees and the homes. But the delight we had there, was nothing in comparison to what we felt when we entered. So thankful for the time we have spent together and what a blessing to encounter such love and friendship inside your beautiful and cosy home.

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    • Sweet Susannah, how touched my heart is by your comment! We were blessed by your presence in our home and it felt like we had known you two for a long time. I’m so glad you felt love and friendship here. You & Mat will always have a special spot in our hearts. ♥ I’m also delighted that you are enjoying my 30 Days of Thanks Giving. Be blessed, dear friend.

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  3. We have had a lot of different homes as well in our 36 years of marriage. Our home now is home. Even though our boys were not raised here I think they like coming to our current home because it is cozy and warm and comfy. But basically home is anywhere my family is–that is what makes a place home. Thanks for sharing.

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