Contrast Podcast Heads Home
"Home" is the theme this week on the contrast podcast and I spent a while thinking about what feeling at home means to me. If you'd like to hear what other people had to say about the subject, check out the podcast right here.
There are a lot of sayings about the concept of home: "home sweet home," "home is where the heart is," "there's no place like home." These days, the one that makes the most sense to me is "home is a soft place to fall."
Funnily enough, I never really understood what that meant when I was younger. I didn't necessarily like being at home and, in fact, sometimes I downright hated it. Of course, everyone goes through moments like that, but there were long stretches when I didn't want to be there at all. I spent as much time away from home as I possibly could for most of my teenage years.
The place I spent the most time when I wasn't home was my best friend Bette's house. Her family was like a warm cocoon, a place where they accepted me just like I was and always--and I mean always--welcomed me, made no difference what was going on. Didn't matter if Bette and I were in a fight, whether I'd just torn up their grass with my car, or if I'd run away from my house in the middle of a snowstorm and walked more than two miles to get there. They always took me in. They really were my home away from home.
So "Borrowed Your Gun" may seem like a strange pick at first, but it's all about coming home. Coming home and feeling safe no matter what you've done or how long you've been away, truly having a soft place to fall, and to me, that's what home is all about.
Spiritualized--"Borrowed Your Gun" mp3 off Songs in A&E (buy) The astute among you may recall that I posted this song about a year ago in a post about forgiveness. I must really like this song, as I'm finding it very versatile.
Next week's theme will be "cheese." Cheese, now this ought to be interesting--and tasty!
Unfinished crosstitch from here. I love that it's got some missing letters. Means you still have some life to live.
I never felt "at home" in my hometown. "Death To My Hometown" by Logh was
one of the songs I considered for the podcast. When I married Mr. Folkie,
I moved out of the house I had lived in for over 20 years and into his
house. That was four years ago, and while I have worked to make it my home
too, it still doesn't have the familiarity I had in the other house.
that's a big transition, not just moving from a place you'd lived in for so
long but actually into someone else's house. i think that makes it harder
to make it feel like your own. you both have a lot of history. maybe in 16
more years you'll feel more like it! i still have days when i think of the
house we're in as "the new house," although we've lived here longer than
we've lived anywhere else, except for my childhood home.
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