Over the past few weeks, I’ve had a very comforting feeling of home. Very peaceful. Kind of like I’m at the right place. (Makes me wonder if this is the calm before I die. Yes, I go dark sometimes.) I have lived in the same house for 15 years so I’m not sure what’s different.
Some feelings that are triggered by the home I grew up in and how we lived. Then there are other things too.
My childhood home had a lot of trees. The yard was shady but not dense shade. There was enough sun for a good-sized garden but the patio was shady which made for wonderful sitting. There were many days I spent in a lounge on the shady porch that were very happy. I read a lot of books there. Great memories.
We didn’t have air conditioning so outside was cooler than inside although with all the trees, our house was never hot and stuffy like some of my friends. From that I can conclude that warm breezes, summertime and a shady inviting patio/porch can trigger happy feelings. (Damn, I need to bottle that up and sell it!)
Several years ago we replaced a tree that was struggling with a larger shade tree that is putting dappled shade on our patio and around our screened porch. It has made it feel so much more like home than the sun beating down on the hot pavers.
Then there are the breezes. We are lucky here. Most summer days come with breezes. They are life savers on a really hot day as long as you don’t have to work in full sun. If we have outdoor work, we try to move around with the sun, always working in the shade. We don’t get so cranky that way and the margarita tastes just as good.
Then there are cats. No one naps like a cat. Full into it. Smile on the face. Just happy to be alive. Animals live in the now. It’s a good lesson for us all. Nothing says home to me more than happy pets. Happy pets that get along.
Perhaps it’s all a wave of nostalgia, like hearing a song from your youth and suddenly feeling like you’re 16. It’s still a great feeling to be home.
What makes you feel home?