Feels Like I’m Home

The rain chased us in as we sped across the prairie. And I remembered how much I love a Texas thunderstorm. Strong and earthy, waking up the smells of a grassland. If I could bottle the scent of sagebrush and prairie grass after a storm, I think I’d feel at home wherever I went.

It’s the kind of place you appreciate more when it isn’t your everyday.  For most people, it is an unremarkable piece of land on a long drive to somewhere else.  But for me it is a place to simply be.

Sometimes coming home is complicated. I feel torn, unsettled, unmoored. Caught somewhere between two worlds. But this time I just feel like I’m home.

And it’s good.

It’s been a year, but nothing has changed…

The sky is still smokey gray blue after the rain.  My favorite color.

The wheat stubble is still vibrantly golden – as if lit by an inner light – in the aftermath of a storm.

The sunset still spreads across the horizon – reaching pink and purple fingers into the furthest reaches.

The stars still spill across the night sky – dizzying in their depth and number.

It’s good to be home.  Breathing deeply and seeking solitude in this quiet place… it is good for my soul.

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7 thoughts on “Feels Like I’m Home

  1. H.O.M.E.
    There is no where like it is there. I am so thankful that you are there appreciating the smells and sounds and sights and tastes of HOME. Being surrounded by family and familiar things brings so much comfort and love. What a blessing to feel this connection! ENJOY!!



  2. It really is a simple truth isn't it… how time apart makes the heart grow fonder…as does time away! I'm so glad you have this time of resting, refreshing and renewing in the comfort of HOME!

    Thinking of you and miss you! Hope all is well.

    Blessings and Hugs,
    ~ Tanya


  3. It's wonderful to hear from you, Carrie! ND is a different place right now with so many waiguorens in the States.
    It makes me happy that you are smelling the aromas of home right now.



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