“This our home Mommy! This our home!” Yes honey, this is the home I bought to love you in long before I met you. Back then, all I really knew was “houses” but I’ve come to know that Home, is so much more than a house.
I know places in space that store a lot of emotional charge, charge that space by default to its own level of resonance. As a kid I saw ghosts because I lived in a revolutionary war hospital. As I grew to trust the quiet in my later years, angels became not visible but palpable to me. Space itself holds a memory that anyone who meets it remembers whether we know it or not.
Sometimes I feel the imprint of a little girl happily following her dad up my basement stairs. I wonder if it’s a memory of our houses original owners or a future memory of this girl, right here, happy, safe, at Home in her house. Maybe it’s both. I have no doubt whoever our memories linger on with in the future because of our present now, will be blessed with a love unimaginable to most, like angels, not visible, but palpable. #home#angel#love#snow#quiet#present#happy#light#sanctuary#pennsylvaniaroots#winter#parenthood