Why am I mentioning this show? Because it is the inspiration for this blog post: Home.
|CC's gnome garden|
A reoccurring comment on this show is "this will be our forever home" and I can just imagine the kids growing up here. I cringe when I hear that term "forever home." Why? Envy.
Because I don't know if I will ever be in our "forever home." Mostly I get envious with the fact that most families settle down in one place...but, aviation families can't...unless you commute. But, commuting is for the birds. Who wants to commute? I dread the idea of Steve commuting. He is gone enough...
Steve and I have been VERY lucky in terms of moving, or lack of moving, with his jobs. He went to university near where we live now. I went to university where we live now. We met in the area. He has been based out of his airport since 1998, with about a year total at another base when he was reserve and commuting. Crash pads must suck...this is one thing I am glad I have never seen! We lived in our first house for about eight years, and here we are at year three in our current house. Within all these years the longest move was a short 25 miles.
Does Steve have a base closure in his future? Let's just say that I am often asked "how is the hub holding up?" There is talk around town, and the talk has been frequent enough over the last number of years that we often think about the option of moving vs. commuting.
Do I want this to be our forever home? Yes. Hell yes, as a matter of fact. I love our house. I love our backyard. I love our town. Our neighborhood is great. The schools are great. Do I think that this will be our forever home? I don't know that. It could, if we consider commuting. But, do we want to commute? And I purposefully put the "we" in that sentence because commuting, I am assuming, would be a joint effort. Yes, I think we will consider commuting...but, that thought wasn't so concrete until recently.
Until recently my mother-in-law was well...and then she heard the word cancer, that stupid word, as the reason she had a sore jaw. Two more words: multiple myeloma. This is a kind of blood cancer, a plasma cancer, that develops in the bone marrow. Before that stupid word entered into our life, we (mostly I) always said that we would move to wherever Steve was based. Period. I wanted to be close to him, and I wanted him to be close to his base. I didn't want to add any more days gone and time away from us. Steve is gone enough. I did not like the idea of taking him away from us any more. And then, Steve told me his thoughts...
In our typical fashion, after Steve gets home from a trip we will sit around after the kids go down, and just talk and talk and talk. Well, during one of these post-trip talks Steve looked across the end table (we were sitting in the family room) and he told me that he wants to stay put...he wanted to be close to his parents. He didn't have to say anything else, because I got it. In one short sentence, I got it. We are staying put for a good while, even if that means commuting is in our future. Maybe this IS our forever home.
Through these last couple of weeks and months I have grown to realize that those vows said during our wedding "through sickness and health" didn't just mean the sickness and health of husband and wife. Those vows also include the sickness and health of family members. Imagine that, 10 years later and those vows spoke to me.
And I got Steve's request...I vow to be the wife Steve needs me to be during this time of sickness. And if that means that he may have to commute, then so be it. So, maybe this will be our forever home, and I do take comfort in that. But, who the hell knows. No need to worry or stress about it. Rather, I will try to live every day to the fullest. Life can change in a split second, so it is important to realize and cherish what is most important in your life, and not leave any regrets behind...no matter where you make your home.
|Grandma at CC's 3rd birthday party|