#293: My Home

This week I've thought often how thankful I am for my house-- for the physical structure of it, the fact that it provides me and my family shelter. Today I am thankful for my house as my home.

I love the comfort of my home, that it's a place I feel secure and safe. I love that it's adorned with photos of my family and friends-- the living embodiment of home. I love how laughter bounces off its walls, that it's set the stage for holidays and birthdays. I love the way sun streams through the windows, the way rain runs down the window panes. I love how light filters in throughout the day, how you can see the moon out the skylights. I love finding my cats curled in their secret spots, love the sound of Kegan's keys in the door when he returns from work. I love knowing I've been blessed here, and with continued  grace, will be, even more so, here.

"Home is the nicest word there is." - Laura Ingalls Wilder

#205: Moon Gazing

When I was little I reportedly requested, often, to be taken outside to see the moon. This is a sight I am still regularly awed by-- when I catch it outside a car window, or when a harvest moon overtakes the sky.

Last night I noticed the moon from my bedroom window. In a nod to my childhood, I made Kegan come out in the backyard to see it outside. He was not as into the moment as I was, but it was peaceful to stand out amongst the fireflies and crickets, and just take it in.

I rarely these days make it a point to go look at the moon like I did when I was little, but it's something that brings me such calm that I want to make an effort to do it more. When I have kids I want to bring them outside-- pajamas and all-- to look at the moon and the stars. It reminds me how big our world is, how connected we all are, how the trivial worries that are so overwhelming should just be dismissed, and how accessible a quick escape can be. Just look up.

#202: The Muppets

I've been waiting for a long time to see the new Muppets movie. Netflix finally released it, and I finally received it in the mail. We watched it and LOVED it. I am aging myself with this next comment, but it was such good, clean, fun humor. It reminded me a lot of the Muppet movies I loved as a kid, and I am so happy there is a new film for a new generation.

#174: Felicity

Having the day off for Memorial Day Weekend, I decided to indulge myself in some major tv viewing time. Even though I personally own the box set, when I found the entire Felicity series on Netflix I decided that I would start it (Netflix plus: no need to change DVD disks!) and make it a summer goal to rewatch the four seasons.

Felicity was on air when I was in high school, and I was a faithful viewer. In college, when I started buying the DVD seasons, my friends and I started making our way through it. These connections to the series at two of the most significant time periods of my life have always set it aside as not just a tv show; I always felt that I could relate to the conflicts and self discovery of the characters, always felt like I wanted my life to somehow feel the way life seemed to feel on the show...whatever that means. It may have come at the hey-day of young adult dramas, but I think it's more legitimate than being lumped in that genre. I think it's really well written, and there are many poignant lines that I remember fawning over in my youth, and still appreciate now as an adult. Literature will always take precedence over tv or movies, but there are often stories told through those mediums that are just as meaningful to me as some of my favorite novels, and Felicity is one of them.