Sometimes We All Want to Go Home
Since I tend to get a bit lonely on Sundays, I try and occupy my time accordingly. I can usually be found amidst the isles of books at Borders perusing through titles I find most intriguing but probably will never buy. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love to read, but I won’t be purchasing North American Trees or Treasures of Tutankhamun anytime soon.
After purchasing some overpriced hologram butterfly wrapping paper, I set off for home. By this time it was pouring down rain and the overcast skies really weren’t helping my already dreary state of mind. I turned to my favorite country radio station hoping for some support. I felt like Gary Allan in “Songs About Rain,” where every song he hears is about depressing rain. I settled for Blake Shelton’s new rendition of pop song, “Home.” Needless to say, it didn’t help, but I felt like I could completely relate to how he was feeling. I was feeling that way, too.
His beautiful video shows breathtaking and magnificent images of Paris. But in spite of this exquisite scenery, he still longs for his home and those he loves. The last few seconds are my favorite. As he enters the airport, he sees something ahead and shines a beaming smile. A shadowy-figured Miranda Lambert is making her way towards him. Paris is nothing compared to her.
Though I may run to Borders and escape my loneliness from time to time, getting lost in a forest of books and the tombs of Egypt is no place like my brick road back home.
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kayefun says:
Circumstances, situations BOTH in and out of our control have left many folks never having or losing that HOME, place of safety, security, acceptance, wholeness, completeness. Instead of having the outer location of such, we have to create that HOME inside us and travel with it where we go. The same with FAMILY as we open ourselves up and reach out to others. As time passes, I find myself spending more time alone, but much less time lonely, less despairing of the rainy day and pleased that the heavens open up to cleanse the earth and bring on the flowers, and at a moment of lonliness, happy to let the sky rain my tears. Each of us just has to find our own way.
Vicki says:
Kayefun so true. I live in Kentucky but my Mom/Dad brothers and families live in Indiana; Daughter is married to a Russian guy and lives in Kansas City, KS; Son is in Nashville going to Nashville auto and diesel college. Since the ex left me 4 years ago, I have made this family home, MY home. Yes there are lonely times but with a busy life as an assistant band director at a high school; church music duties, I fill up my time as much as possible. Purchasing two cats helped too. I feel guilty only about one thing. AS the only daughter, I’d like to move back home to care for my parents in their older years but my job is here and in this recession economy, I am very lucky to have a job. If I move, my financial future suffers. I need to work my full 25 years here. Right now there are not openings for what I do around my parents town..so I stay. I take advantage of school holidays to go back home when I can and make up for lost time. I hold on to the love of Jesus to get me through.
desertrag312 says:
What a terrific posting. I am living in Southern California, but I’m a native of Ohio. I miss my Buckeye State — the family, friends and landscape that have defined me as a person and professional. I have a great gig out West, but there’s really no place like home. Here’s a nice diversion: There was a HUUUUUGGGGE music festival in Southern Californai this weekend called Stagecoach. It’s been awesome — The Eagles, The Judds, Rascal Flatts and tonight, Tim McGraw, Carrie Underwood…the list goes on and on. Check out the photos — some are amazing — at mydesert.com/stagecoach
Here’s some of Taylor Swift:
http://www.mydesert.com/apps/pbcs.dll/gallery?Site=J1&Date=20080502&Category=EVENTS24&ArtNo=805020806&Ref=PH&Params=Itemnr=116
Emma says:
Whitney, I understand how you feel. Being some 4 to 5 hours away from home and being some two and a half states away can really be tough when tou have such amazing family at home. I know your mom, dad, and brother all love you so very much. Just hang in there and I’m sure that you will get to see them all soon. Take care!
Kate says:
I love this song. I like this version and I also loved Michael Buble’s version. It really makes one reflect and I think what you feel and the message the song relays is something everyone can relate to from time to time. Sometimes there no way around it, you just want to go home whether it’s an hour or a day away. Great post, and hang in there, kiddo. We all want you to come home sometimes too. : )
sunkie says:
What a beautiful song and blog. We all want to go home, sometimes we may only travel through our minds for it is impossible sometimes to go home. Memories are what fill our lives with visions of what home is all about. We can all learn from this song, and from Whitney with her down to earth writings. She helps bring all of us closer to home sometimes. I shall follow that brick road home too Whitney in my mind. For the road is long gone, but the memory is paved in yellow gold. Thanks again for helping me relieve a past, home, that is still found on those cobble street roads leading home.
Chelsea D says:
Hey Whit. I decided to check out some of your blogs and I love this one!! Congrat’s on everything!!