Houses Houses Everywhere, But Not A Home for Me

It’s one thing to watch the view change outside the same kitchen window.  As the seasons come and go and the landscape changes in response, the perspective gained while sitting in the same chair, day after day, is usually enough to effect change in the observer.

What happens when it is the kitchen that changes?

My kitchen chair has occupied eight different spaces in thirteen years.  I’ve left that chair empty for the past six summers while I bounced from one kitchen view to the next. (9 summer places altogether) That is seventeen different kitchen views…

I’m lucky…and blessed…and appreciative for the life that has opened up the doors of houses for me, but I know not one of them is the home I need…nor want.

 

 

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