A house is built of walls and beams, a home is built of love and dreams.
For the last half an hour I've been struggling with what to write about on this gorgeous Sunday morning in South Florida. The house is quiet and as I wandered from room to room trying to come up with a topic, it hit me. We don't have a big house, but we do have a big home. Stay with me on this, because it's my whole point this morning.
As I wandered around the house it occurred to me how important our friends are and even more relevant how important Sheila and I are to each other. Our house is built like any house, but our home is filled with memories and love. It's a combination of everything Sheila and I both brought into the relationship and then added over the last ten years.
A number of times in the past, I've described our home as a gallery with photographs from so many friends over the years, but it's much more. There isn't a corner that doesn't represent another chapter in our lives individually or together.
My home office is probably the most intense, filled with memorabilia as recent as last week to forty+ years ago at Polaroid, and beyond. From Ansel Adams' rear license plate framed to my grandfather's pocket watch; a portrait of my Dad and me from four years ago to a crystal bowl that was a gift from friends at Minolta, which holds reading glasses - everything has a story behind it.
And here's my point...
My favorite quote is from Tennyson, "I am a part of all that I have met." Well, Sheila and I as a couple and individually are here together and living a fantastic life thanks to all the experiences, good and bad, along with all the people who have come in and out of our lives. Even at times when we might have been alone, we were never a solo act - influenced by family, friends, associates and our environments.
I guess this is a Throwback Sunday kind of post. Take five minutes and look around you. I'm betting just like me this morning you're going to realize how much you take for granted in all the people who have come into your life over the years. Together they've all contributed to making you who you are today.
Nothing earthshaking or even particularly astute this morning, just an appreciation for everything that's made our house a home. I love Sunday mornings because it's the one day of the week where we have no solid agenda. I wake up appreciating a gift all of you have given me - a time to go off track and share some piece of life outside the business of photography.
Wishing all of you a terrific Sunday and time to appreciate things in your life that have helped to make you who you are today. We didn't just grow on our own, but with a lot of company along the way. As always hit the eleven-second therapeutic hugs with those people most important to you.
"The ache for home lives in all of us,
the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned."
Happy Sunday everybody!
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