Over a quick desk lunch (and yes, a quick blog catch up) I read with a happy heart and smile about A. Liz Adventures 1st blogging birthday. My favorite quote: If I had any inkling that blogging would have added so much to my life, I would have started it earlier. Preach on girl! I feel the same way.
And that got me thinking since I just celebrated my 1st blogging birthday. But forgot to blog about it? Problem there. What was my first post? I'd actually forgotten.
And then I read it. My first post: Long Road Home.
And I cried. (I'm not a crier so that says a lot.) I cried, in my office, over my salad, for so many reasons:
- Because I needed a cry today. My friend's dad passed away early this morning and my heart aches for her.
- Because there are people wandering around my house, as we speak, imagining their life, in my home. TAH won't be my home soon enough and that's hard to accept.
- Because I miss my husband and seeing him every two weeks just isn't enough.
- Because I'm in limbo. It's hard to close a chapter while simultaneously starting a new one.
- Because I wonder what's next. And I don't have the answer. And I need to learn that's okay.
- Because I'm overwhelmed with the many things I have to be thankful for. A happy marriage, family, shelter, friends, health. I shouldn't take any of them for granted.
I know this isn't the end of The Anniversary Home. It's just the start. This blog, and my home, represent so much more than just the physical structure. It's about the lives inside the home, the ups and downs of daily life, the relationships that make us who we are. The Anniversary Home is my lifestyle. It's part of who I am.
Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
- Oliver Wendell Holmes