Home - Krista of www.welcometomarriedlife.com

This word has so many different connotations for me right now.

Last night we got home from our trip to Oregon.  I hesitate to call it a vacation because we were so crazy it was not relaxing.  But it was good to be with family.  Being there is another home.  Where Brian partially grew up and my home state as well.

While there we went to a wedding and a memorial service.  One couple starting a new life and home together.  One Grandma going home forever.

I have a home where my parents live.  He has another home in Saudi Arabia.

We were on our way home when my dad called to tell me that my Grandma is not doing well.  I went to see her this morning, she was sleeping.  She's 94 and it's fairly certain she'll be going home soon.  ETA: My dad just called to say she passed away at 2:30am.  Just about the time I was going to bed.  I'm glad I had the chance to see her one more time even if she didn't know I was there.

Where is home and what exactly is it?  It's where you live and where your stuff is.  But that can feel not like home if your people aren't there.  Yet being away with family isn't home because most times at least I find I have way less responsibilities there; which isn't reality. (case in point, doing all the bills tonight)

Maybe this is what it means when we talk about being caught between two worlds.  Never have I seen more clearly that this world is not our home.  We try as hard as we can to make things comfortable and familiar and we (at least I) hate it when things are up-heaved.  But maybe we have become too focused on the present and current when really it's just a passing wind in the span of eternity.

If home is where your heart is then I hope mine is in the right place.



Following to Quiet Places - Kristen Kill - hopewithfeathers.com

The sink in our kitchen has been overflowing with life; with yeast and eggs and remnants of pumpkin sticking to the edges. The floors trampled with feet heading to the sofa, ready for a rest; bodies needing to shake off the city and be still with a cup of tea in hand. Guests sitting round the table with

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I'll Breathe After Thanksgiving - Molly Cooper

Just between you and me, I’m mighty impressed that I’ve kept this blog up for so long.  And yes, several months IS a long time.  Ask anyone who’s had a sucky pregnancy.   But my posts are going to be a little sparse for a while for the following reasons:

1.  I have a 2.5 foot-tall tyrant climbing bookcases while juggling knives and

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Cultural Deficiency - Becky Driscoll

After an early wake time (yep - real early – say 4am early!), armed with my mighty cup o’ joe and keyboard, I began pounding along the internet highway looking for connections to some old pals on FaceBook. I giggled, I was shocked, I was proud, I wondered...I connected. Ah, my life is good. Look at the 237 “friends” I have and that is only from a few months of FaceBook!

After a while, I determined it was time to get to work.  I started poking around looking for a topic for today’s MyFamilyCompass.com’s article and continued to run into more Social Networking sites....ah there is

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The Adventure Walk-Kate Briggs

I strongly believe that children need to incorporate physical activity into their daily lives. Living with a computer design engineer, I realize that I have given birth to 4 “nerdlings.” This means that my kids know more about computers than probably most of the Western world. Even though we have a strong computer presence in our home (we currently own 5), I require that our children remain physically active in sports. For Memorial Day, I contrived another way to sneak in the physical fun.

First I spent the day before mapping my evil designs.

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