We have spent the last few weekends looking for a house on the east side of the city of Rochester. Our families reside on the east side and we are the only ones to the west. It is our hope that moving closer will help to encourage closer family ties and more frequent visits.
I say we are seeking a house because that is just what it is. A house is a structure of wood, metal and stone. It can be elaborate or simple. We are looking for a house that clicks with our personalities. I am seeking a house with excellent structural integrity that might need some cosmetic work, as I would want to add my own touches anyway.
Here in Holley, we painted our kitchen yellow with green cabinets and white cabinet doors. I painted flowers on each of the 22 cabinet doors, each one unique. It was a labor of love. There is no other kitchen exactly like it. The dining room was painted teal with a lighter teal sponged over it. On one wall cherry tree limbs with blossoms were painted in metallic paints with glittery butterflies and Chinese characters for love, peace and prosperity. These touches turned the house into a home, as these projects were meant to bright beauty to those I loved that dwelled within the walls with me.
A home is not made of walls, it it made of hearts. Christian Morgenstern said, “Home is not where you live but where they understand you.” I believe that to be true. That is why some people feel more at home at their workplace or at their friend’s house. Home is where love and acceptance abides. Mother Teresa was quoted as saying “It is easy to love the people far away. It is not always easy to love those close to us. It is easier to give a cup of rice to relieve hunger than to relieve the loneliness and pain of someone unloved in our own home. Bring love into your home for this is where our love for each other must start.” Of course, there are times of stress and strife in a home. We should do our best to love and appreciate those in our family and our lives.
A cute little anecdote from Barbara Johnson reads as follows: Once a reporter stood in front of a fire as it consumed a house and then he turned to see the homeowners and their little son watching it burn. The reporter, fishing for a human interest angle, said to the boy, “Son, it looks like you don’t have a home anymore.” The little boy promptly answered, “Oh, yes, we have a home. We just don’t have a house to put it in.”
You can build a house but you have to make a home. As in any close relationship, it takes continuing effort to keep it strong. The same applies for making a home a place of peace, joy and respite. I will miss the house we have now. I enjoyed adding the loving touches to the house and look forward to exploring my artistic impulses in the next house.
It is my hope that you are warm and safe in your own home. Take care.