Is it the physical bricks and mortar in which you live, or is it a feeling? Is it the people you see each day who contribute to the feeling of belonging that comes with “home”? Can you feel at home anywhere?Jimmy Carter, "A Letter from Home." The Bitter Southerner; March 2022. An overly brief and … Continue reading Home is a kitchen.
This post is part of a series that explores that simple, complicated idea of "home" as I try to reconcile my now-empty nest and conflicting feelings about my hometown. In the 23 years since I came "home" to Memphis (not intending to stay more than six months), I've thought a great deal about the psychological … Continue reading Homebuilding.
The complicated idea of "home" is something I think about quite often, and sometimes, increasingly often, with a tiny hint of clarity. But that clarity is fleeting and hard to hold onto in the bumper-car surprises of modern reality, especially here in Memphis.
Think of this, perhaps, as a sketch of something I'm still working out: The door jamb between our kitchen and the laundry room is unpainted on one side, littered with pencil marks -- initials, dates, hash lines that predate our moving in. It was one of the things clear in my imagining of our future, … Continue reading Underpainting.
I have been longing to return to the routine of the school year, back from the chaotic pace of a particularly unpredictable summer break. I have been waiting to return to regular carpool, homework, dinner at 6:30, bedtime at 8:30, making lunches and having a sense of command and control. I have been looking forward … Continue reading The green, green grass.
When my son was in junior kindergarten his class took a field trip to the zoo. He enjoyed the day but was upset with me for not having given him money to buy a souvenir at the gift shop. "You have plenty of toys," I told him, "and you don't even play with all of … Continue reading Ceci n’est pas une pipe.
"I swear, I'm going to post an ugly picture of myself just so everyone can see my NOT perfect life and how FAKE this all is."friend's recent Facebook entry Growing up I had a mighty struggle with the superficial prettiness required in the South. My master plan, when I graduated high school, was to leave … Continue reading Being real.