A Soft Place to Land
At the end of the block, you can see this view, with a lake to the right and the city skyline in the distance.
A Soft Place to Land
If you had told me that this year, when we detached from “things” and “stability,” that we’d wind up making home base in a cul-de-sac in the suburbs, and enjoying it, I would have laughed in your face. This has always been my nightmare. I am glad to say that finally, in my 40’s, I have gotten a little faster and a little better at admitting that I was wrong.
For the past several months, we have enjoyed the good graces of Cal and Michelle, a couple from our church here in Denver (though the friendship goes back far further than that. Cal and my father knew each other in the 1960’s), who have allowed us to make our home in their suburban home here while they spend the colder months in Florida and traveling around the country.
Wanderers meet up at the Dublin Airport.
We are returning from Budapest.
Sammy & Kylie on the way to Australia.
This week, as we returned here after five weeks of travel. While we were traveling, we saw our friends Sammy & Kylie Horner, who have been wanderers for some time now, and they were saying just how important having a home base is if you’re going to lead a life of music and travel.
We are taking their advice seriously, and feeling the truth of their words even now. I have to say it was great to see the cul-de-sac, the lake at the end of it, the Starbucks and grocery store close by, and the general quiet of our peaceful temporary home.
They say there is nothing like “your own bed,” and while our “own bed” is something we craigslist-ed some months back and won’t have again for a while, there is something great about the familiar things here that I might never have chosen for myself. Things like bright vintage floral table cloths and real napkins, putting the flag up on the mailbox and knowing the mailman is actually going to take the mail, garage door openers, not having traffic on the street, the sound of kids playing OUTSIDE, knowing who the neighbors are, etc.
We won’t be here much longer, but I have truly enjoyed our time here and I’m grateful for it. When we do settle down, I am not convinced I’ll land in one, but I will not rule out the suburban cul-de-sac either. We travel to a lot of cities and see a lot of hustle and bustle. A soft place to land is not such a bad thing.
