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Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Went home for a visit

Last week we were back in my old home town in Michigan.  The last time we were there was the summer of 2008.  It was nice to be back and see old friends I hadn't seen in 2 years (or longer in some cases).  The town however isn't the same town as it was when I grew up there; its so MUCH BIGGER now.  Almost too big for my comfort.  I had always wanted to move back, but now I am not so sure.  I got a change to see an old friend and we talked about this very topic and she said even though it isn't the same "place" as it use to be, the same people are here.   And while that does matter more; I am not sure i'd be seeing most of those people anymore if I live 5 miles from them vs 5 states.   Everyone has such busy lives and schedules.  I look at my friends that do live close to each other and most of them only see each other once every few months or so.  Which I know is better than once a year or less, but I doubt i'd be seeing everyone as much as I would like too so maybe its better that we don't live all that close right now..

I also, like I do every time we go back, is drive by the house I grew up in.  It's still standing.  It's a different color on the outside now and they added a porch, but it looks likes its been well kept.   The neighborhood it is in looks about the same as it did when we lived there.  Maybe a new house or two has gone up since we moved; but its pretty much the same as it is in my memories! 

While I was driving around the old neighborhod I had the radio one and off all the songs to come on at that time was "The house that built me" by Miranda Lambert and i'll close with the lyric for your reading pleasure!

"The House that Built Me"
~Miranda Lambert

"I know they say you cant go home again.
I just had to come back one last time.
Ma'am I know you don't know me from Adam.
But these handprints on the front steps are mine.
And up those stairs, in that little back bedroom
is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar.
And I bet you didn't know under that live oak
my favorite dog is buried in the yard.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like i'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself
if I could just come in I swear i'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.

Mama cut out pictures of houses for years.
From Better Homes and Garden? magazines.
Plans were drawn, concrete poured,
and nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama's dream.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like i'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself.
If I could just come in I swear i'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.


You leave home, you move on and you do the best you can.
I got lost in this whole world and forgot who I am.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like i'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself.
If I could walk around I swear i'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me."

Monday, June 28, 2010

more updates coming soon!!

Yea I know I suck at updating!  I have lots to post about recent vacation, so stay tuned for many updates to come!!