Comments on: Home http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/ Sat, 19 Jul 2008 23:07:29 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU By: bobleckridge http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/#comment-11528 bobleckridge Sun, 09 Mar 2008 21:53:08 +0000 http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/#comment-11528 I often think all of need to hold two opposites strongly (well, actually, you could probably argue several pairs of opposites). We all need to know that we are unique, separate, different. And we all need to know that we connect, that we belong, that we are known and understood. Both of these poles are important to all of us I believe but each of us resolve these opposites in different ways. If you were to draw a line between the two points, we'd all find a zone of comfort somewhere along that line and that place would be different for each of us (and, I believe, will also move at different points in our lives). What you describe here, mrschili, is an amazingly beautiful belonging. Thank you I often think all of need to hold two opposites strongly (well, actually, you could probably argue several pairs of opposites). We all need to know that we are unique, separate, different. And we all need to know that we connect, that we belong, that we are known and understood. Both of these poles are important to all of us I believe but each of us resolve these opposites in different ways. If you were to draw a line between the two points, we’d all find a zone of comfort somewhere along that line and that place would be different for each of us (and, I believe, will also move at different points in our lives).
What you describe here, mrschili, is an amazingly beautiful belonging.
Thank you

]]> By: Dr. Tom Bibey http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/#comment-11255 Dr. Tom Bibey Wed, 20 Feb 2008 21:09:10 +0000 http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/#comment-11255 mrschili as they say in bluegrass, home is where the heart is. And bluegrass ain't often wrong. Dr. B mrschili as they say in bluegrass, home is where the heart is. And bluegrass ain’t often wrong.

Dr. B

]]> By: Organic Mama http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/#comment-4804 Organic Mama Sun, 09 Sep 2007 17:31:49 +0000 http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/#comment-4804 I've followed my husband from Montreal, to Seattle, to Phoenix and now up to New England, where we've planted deep roots over the last nine years. I lived with my parents until I was 25, which while seeming absurd on the one hand, gave me a pretty strict definition of "home," one I relinquished not long after I threw as much of my crap as I could cram into my Jetta in December of 1992 and drove 2949.27 miles to move in with my guy. He's my anchor, my center and the warmest most comforting pair of arms I've ever felt. It's difficult, Chili, to imagine you living anywhere else than that wonderful house you and Mr. created. However, when and if you need any help moving, you know where to call. I’ve followed my husband from Montreal, to Seattle, to Phoenix and now up to New England, where we’ve planted deep roots over the last nine years. I lived with my parents until I was 25, which while seeming absurd on the one hand, gave me a pretty strict definition of “home,” one I relinquished not long after I threw as much of my crap as I could cram into my Jetta in December of 1992 and drove 2949.27 miles to move in with my guy. He’s my anchor, my center and the warmest most comforting pair of arms I’ve ever felt.

It’s difficult, Chili, to imagine you living anywhere else than that wonderful house you and Mr. created. However, when and if you need any help moving, you know where to call.

]]> By: ms_teacher http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/#comment-4802 ms_teacher Sun, 09 Sep 2007 16:37:12 +0000 http://theinnerdoor.wordpress.com/2007/09/09/home/#comment-4802 your post resonated with me on a very deep and personal level. I'm a navy brat, having moved more times than I can count on both hands. My husband is my anchor. So like you, he is my home. your post resonated with me on a very deep and personal level. I’m a navy brat, having moved more times than I can count on both hands. My husband is my anchor. So like you, he is my home.

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