Coming Home!

It has been over a year since we moved to a new house and a new town.  It is exactly where we want to be. There is plenty to keep us occupied.  We are never bored.  In fact, there are many, many opportunities on which to spend our time. We have to be very careful not to over extend.  After all, we are retired.



So, my question: Exactly when will I begin to feel I am 'Home'?  I have all of my stuff here.  I know 'Home' is where the heart is and my "Heart of Hearts" is here with me.  However, when we leave and come back, we are coming back to our house. I think you will agree there is a difference between a house and a 'Home'.  

Will I feel I'm coming 'Home' when I don't spend an hour looking for my Lucite salad set or the table cloth that I know I packed.  I spend at least 30 minutes a day looking for stuff. I know  they are somewhere in the house or in some box that is still in storage.  Or maybe, when we empty the storage and close it.  Then again, we are looking for the perfect rug for our living room...maybe when we find it that will do it.  

 Ah, here's another thought...maybe when my fledgling garden matures, that will do it?  Then, there's the chance that I will reach for a light switch and it will be right under my hand and not on the opposite wall:)

We have discussed the fact that we moved from a traditional house that we lived in for 26 years into a newer more contemporary house.  We moved from a town in which we  lived  over some 50 years.  Maybe our roots were sunk so deep that it will be a while before we can pull them up and let the new roots to take hold.  




My only explanation is that maybe we just have to live in this house long enough to build some memories.  Then, when we leave, we can come back 'Home'.