It is Friday and I actually have five minutes to join in over at Lisa-Jo’s place for Five Minute Friday. The challenge is to set a timer for five minutes and just write, no editing when done. Just hit “publish”.
Today’s prompt is “Home”.
Timer set…
GO!
I pack suitcases and we heave them into the car and pull out of our country driveway.
We are off to spend a night at my parents house so we can be there early in the morning for a funeral the next day.
Pulling in the driveway of my parents home, the van comes to a stand still, the engine is turned off, and as Mr. Sharkshoes gets up out of his seat and jumps out of the van he joyfully exclaims, “Its so good to be home!”
He is now six and has lived on the otherside of the world for most of his life and though we live only an hour and a half away from the grandparents, THIS HOUSE is home to him. My oldest daughter echos the sentiment as she gathers her books and heads off to curl up on Grandma’s couch to continue reading.
Night falls and I fall into bed and listen to silence.
There is peace and quiet, though they live in suburbs with houses on either side.
As I wake up in the morning to the pitter-patter of squirrel feet running across the rooftop. I smile, happy that it is not the sound of trucks jake-breaking down the hill or the thunderous noise of Harleys headed north to tour the Lancaster, PA countryside. For though we live in the country, we live on a very noisy, heavily traveled, main road.
I lie still and listen to the quiet, and whisper thanks to God for the peace.
It is good to come home to the quiet and familiar.
Home, a place of quiet rest.
STOP.
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7 responses to “Home: Five Minute Friday”
Whew…totally know the roar of the motorcycles going through lancaster…what is with that?
Loved the pic.
You writing sounds lovely.
Tee
Visiting from Five Minute Friday … enjoyed reading! So sweet to read the comments of your children as they go to their grandparents’ home! And also your own thoughts. I’m a mom to six grown children, and grama to nine … and love it when our kids come “home”!
What is it about grandparent’s homes that is just so darn homey? You have captured the spirit of every grandchild, I think, with your description of your children.
Thanks for the reminder of how blessed we are to have grandparents in our lives!
You paint a beautiful picture of home that makes me want to be there. Sounds wonderful and love is the undertone to all of it that is so appealing. Blessings!
“The quiet and familiar – a place of rest” – I don’t know if there’s a better definition of home. What is home to me? That’s a very complicated answer – as a kid it was a place to hide – problem was the danger was inside the home. As a Christian – well one that’s been my most stable home – He has been my home. Then there was the homeless time – when I was closer to him then maybe ever. It all boils down to what you wrote, “quiet, familiar, restful”. I think I’ll just take your definition and run when it. God bless you and all of yours Sharon.
What a good word picture. I could see it all, and it looked so warm and secure.
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Hi Sharon, thanks so much for your kind comment! I didn’t get a chance to stop by your blog until now, but I love the picture you painted in your “Home” entry too. How perfect was that prompt for your blog title (which I also love, by the way!)? I’m looking forward to exploring some of your past entries.
And… thank you so much for praying for my dad. What a day it will be when he can see Home with his heart!