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Marriage Musings: Being “Home”

I have missed two weeks of my weekly Marriage Musing  Monday, so I thought I would give you a post today to make up for my blogging absence.  (How lucky do you feel?)

Since Neal and I got back from our trip to America earlier this week, I have been mulling over this blog post in my head… the idea of home.  You see, we travelled thousands of miles across eight time zones, rushing through airports, customs and immigration to arrive back in the Pacific Northwest to spend time in Tacoma/Seattle the place that I have called “home” my entire life.

Towards the end of our trip, a friend asked me if Wales is becoming what I would consider home rather than a new and foreign land.  My response?  Yes, but not because it is where I now live.  I consider Wales home because it is where I share my life with Neal.

I am now realizing that home isn’t a physical place, but an emotional place where you feel the most comfort and ease.  And even as our travels span the globe and back, filled with lugging suitcases, jet lag, feeling rushed and frantic…I look over at Neal and there is my rock, my proverbial home. Then in that moment, I am washed with comfort and happiness that I have never known or felt.  Home isn’t a place, it is a state of mind.

Only when we traveled together back to my hometown, did I realize that I may have moments of homesickness (as any expat does), having Neal by my side makes those moments far and few between.

Thinking of this reminded me of the song by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros called Home. The chorus is just too perfect not to share…



Ahh Home. Let me come home
Home is wherever I’m with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I’m with you.


Haven’t heard the song?  Listen to it here…

Don’t get me wrong.  I will always love the Pacific Northwest, containing the people and places that I hold very dear to my heart. I know we will always be welcomed with open arms, by so many wonderful people. But it’s nice to know that I only have to travel into the arms of my gent to feel comfort and peace… not halfway around the world and back.

Me and my British gent... Gasworks Park, Seattle.  Dec 2012

Me and my British gent… Gasworks Park, Seattle. Dec 2012

Just a few of my recent marriage musings…..



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