29 February 2012

Home at Last

I thought I would jump right into blogging as soon as my hungry self could sit down at my mightily missed Mac and type away, but it didn't happen that way. It has taken time. Time to sit and relish being home after two months away. With my Honey after five weeks apart. To reclaim my space. In my beautiful, chosen surroundings. Unpack. Settle. Really be here. In my town, eating the local pizza, shopping the farmer's market, admiring the snow, now in the distance. Watching the dogwoods bloom.





Into the flow of contact with friends, sharing coffee and confidences. Back with our beloved language tutor, Marcello. After time in my favorite chair  in the morning sun by the french doors onto the balcony. After time to be around the books that matter to me. Is it possible to miss books? After time to read poetry with the luxury of so many books to chose from. To sit and think, sift through and take in the experiences of my time away.







After time to luxuriate in decorating magazines (my favorite magazines) picked up in the US, enjoy their seasonal spring color spreads and the endless clever, creative ways people express themselves through their home. After recognizing the signs of something brewing beneath my surface that needs attention, to be honored, to emerge in its own time.

Now, here I am, ready to write, share and, hopefully, gain clarity in the process.

22 comments:

  1. Ah, yes!!! I can't wait to leave; and I hunger to return soon after.

    Hubby and I (if he gets stronger) want a chance to live in Italy for a while, allow our children to come visit us in a warmer place. How did you settle down, choosing to live where you live?
    Was the process difficult?

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    1. I'm sending a response via email but in a nutshell: I have loved every difficult, glorious part of the process of living in Italy. As my husband and I sat on our balcony in the sun today, we recounted our blessings in this grand, bewildering but amazing process.
      p.s. The dogwoods are blooming and spring is springing!

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    2. sorry to piggy back again to comment, its the only way for me to do it.
      lovely to see you back anyway and settled comfy at home, I missed you're posts, but new you were away having adventures.

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  2. The pictures of your books, your space, and the added books from your backdrop... it all looks absolutely perfect to me. I am glad you are home again in your wonderful place. And I understand the need to appreciate before plunging in. I always miss my beautiful iMac when I travel, but it's nice not to hurry to get anywhere for awhile. :-)

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  3. DJan, It's the learning of our age isn't it? No need to hurry...

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  4. I LOVE that chair! I love the shape and the size and the upholstery!
    I think it wants to come and live with me. :-p

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  5. June, It's from a local furniture store and it's my favorite!

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  6. Welcome back! Both to your beautiful home and books (oh yes, missing books is possible!), and to your blog and us friends who missed you. Now the days of synthesizing those 5 weeks into your life. You will have changed, and we will witness your expressions of it.

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  7. Ruth, Ah, yes, the synthesizing. I'm eager to witness the changes, too. How's your grand?

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  8. Welcome home! It's great to see you again!

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    1. Thanks, gigi. Hawaii reminds me that I saw a great movie while away called: Soul Surfer. Takes place in Hawaii and is a true story. Even my grands loved it.

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  9. It's great to have you back among us again! I find whenever I've been away there is a period of re-acquaintance with all the old familiar things and for a day or two I feel almost like a visitor. And I do miss my books and my music, but I also find I miss the 'air' of home...

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    1. TB, It's been a whole re-entry process but the feeling is one of comfort to breathe that air of home.

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  10. it sounds as though you are settling into the moment, this moment, and this one, and this. what a perfect way to live. the only way to truly live, i think.

    xo
    erin

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    1. erin, Yes, my grands teach me that and I listened more this time.

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  11. Welcome home! Enjoy your settling in;)

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    1. Lauren, Thanks. Are you running Disney's Marathon next year?

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  12. Ah, the books! Welcome home.

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