Where Is Home ?

Where Is Home ?

I have struggled with this question for many years, all my life actually. I was born in Joliet, Illinois and I my family lived there for three years before moving to another town about 10 miles away.  This was a big move in the 50's because back then most families put their roots down in the town where they were born and many even lived on the same street next to other family members.  

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Letting Go Of What Is Important For What Is Important

Hi folks, Decided to get serious about blogging here and will start back with making the discipline of setting one day a week to blog. I am going to pick Friday mornings.

I am going through a transitional period in my life right now and trying strike a balance. Some who know me would say I am always going through a transitional period as my life seems to never settle down. Is this choice or circumstance?

I think it is a bit of both. I can tell you one thing that is different about me over most people is I am very comfortable with change. In fact it energizes me and makes me move and create. But many times it can paralyze me. Which is where I am at right now.  Reason for the lack of blogging lately.

I am trying to figure out how to balance marriage, lifestyle, business, family, friends, income, adventure, peace, and my sanity. This is no an easy task. Letting go of what is important for what is important has got me in a funk. To me they are all important, but one does not seem to fit with the other. So what do I do?

Many say you have to take care of yourself first and do what you love and the rest will fall in place. I agree, but balance is the key to all of this.   Most important right now is a place to call home. A place where all of this starts and ends. The place where you walk in the door and say Ahhhhh.

I Hope you will follow me every Friday morning as I share with you all that is going on as I so desperately try to figure out this chapter in my life. I will continue to share photos and my adventures of taking the back roads, because deep down I know the answer will be found there.

Of course I would love if you would share with me your wisdom in dealing with all of this. For any minds are better than one.

Where Are The Clothes Lines & Roosters?

The other morning it was a beautiful spring day so I started the washing machine early so I could hang my sheets in the fresh breeze.Fresh Sheets While hanging out the sheets my 12-year-old rooster was crowing away.Rooster Then it hit me. This is something that is leaving our cultures. I am an American living in Belgium and I can say that Belgium is quite a bit more traditional than America these days in comparison. But even here you do not see many clothes hanging on the clothes line and when I am in America unless it is on a real back road I never see it.

I recently asked a friend who I know use to hang clothes out why she does not do it any more, she said it takes too much time. Hmmm, it took me all of 3 minutes to hang out my sheets, I was breathing fresh air, enjoy the sound of my rooster and my sheets will smell like the great outdoors when I put them back on my bed. I would say that is worth a minute or two. Not to mention the electricity I saved and how long my sheets will last from not being wore out in the dryer.

As far as the rooster goes, here in Belgium there are many chickens and roosters in people's yards. You can hear them all the time. But in the States, hardly ever, again unless you are in a real rural area. Belgium permits farm animals in residential areas as long as you have the room. I have seen donkeys, sheep, chickens, and an occasional cow on a regular size lot. They still seem to still hold on to the tradition of having these animals, also the reward of having fresh eggs in the morning. The American culture has all but given up on the traditional farm life. Everything comes from the store or Wal-Mart.

When I am in the States I miss the cozy feeling of a chickens, gardens, and clothes blowing in the wind.

So as long as I live here I will continue with hanging my clothes out, and feeding most of our leftovers that the dogs don't eat to the chickens and the rest goes in the compost pile for the garden. Remember when being self-sufficient was a necessity and not a fade?

So if the world of electricity and technology should come crashing down, I think I could survive ok, other than  writing this blog. I would really miss that.