Wednesday's Wisdom

I went Home for Thanksgiving. There's nothing like it! So Blessed to still have a Home to go to. My kids were anxious to go too - our first Thanksgiving as a family of 3 instead of 4. My Parents are so good at welcoming us and making Everything ok for all of us. We moved to this house in 1971 and even the next door neighbor Sally is still there. My parents have talked about moving into a much smaller place and I understand that, but for now, there is nothing more comforting and healing than returning to the Nest and sleeping well - finally - in my old room. There is Love here, it's Unconditional. There is Support, Acceptance, Stability, Tradition and things I can't even put into words. 

My dad sent me this picture from the driveway. He's discovered how to text photos - he's 80 yrs old and texting photos - I love that! 

Coming Home from the movie Country Strong

                                                              It’s a four letter word

a place you go to heal your hurt

It’s an altar,  it’s a shelter

One place you’re always welcome

a pink flamingo, double wide

One bedroom in a high rise

a mansion on a hill

Where the memories always will

keep you company

whenever you’re alone

after all of my running 

I’m finally coming

Home

The world tried to break me

I found a road to take me

Home

There aint nothing but a blue sky now

After all of my running

I’m finally coming

Home

Well they say it's where the heart is

and I guess the hardest part is

when your heart is broken

and you’re lost out in the great wide open

looking for a map

finding your way back

to where you belong 

well that’s where I belong

Home

The world tried to break me

I found a road to take me

Home

There aint nothing but a blue sky now

After all of my running

I’m finally coming

Home…

Home…

Home

The world tried to break me

I found a road to take me

Home

There aint nothing but a blue sky now

After all of my running

I’m finally coming

After all of my running

I’m finally coming

Home