Home?
How do you return to a home that doesn't exist?
Right now every indication is that my house is more or less in one piece. But my home, the New Orleans before the big K, doesn't exist anymore and probably never will.
I am in San Diego, the place where I was born, surrounded by family and friends and have never felt more like I didn't belong somewhere in my life. Someday I will likely return to this city as my home. But not now. I just don't belong here. We were driving back from Aaron and Val's place tonight up the I805 through the "Golden Triangle" and I was staring out the windows at the numerous office parks with names like Qualcomm, SAIC, Intuit and Chicken of the Sea (Not to mention several not-so household names that are just as huge). As we drove by I couldn't help wondering to myself "why?". Why is it that so many people here in a literal paradise are so focused on making money and materail things when they have so much around them to appreciate and enjoy for free? I guess it is a "can't see the forest through the trees" kind of thing. But I just felt so disconnected from this place.
I want to return to New Orleans. I want it to be the way it was. It never will be again. I don't know if it will be better, worse or just different. I don't know if I can make the new New Orleans my home. I don't know anything really right now.
There are possibilities for us in the Pac Norhtwest that may or may not pan out. Those are only temporary though and in the end we are still going to be looking for a place to call home.
I guess I am not done mourning the loss of the New Orleans I fell in love with and moved to.
I am hoping I get to celebrate the birth of New Orleans as yet another great incarnation of itself. Hopefully this one will have me in its life a bit longer than the last one.
When you are watching the news about our late beloved city please keep these thoughts in mind;
Where is your home?
Why is it your home?
What would you do if it suddenly didn't exist ever again?
Can you hold out hope for a new home in the same location that you love as much?
These are things I am feeling right now and this is why when people ask us what we are going to do our answer is "I don't know." Because we don't and I bet you wouldn't either.
I will leave you with this...
Strive for one thing in life. In your twilight years when you are sitting around with the love of your life and your oldest, best friends make most of your conversations start with "Remember when..." rather than, "We should have..."
Right now every indication is that my house is more or less in one piece. But my home, the New Orleans before the big K, doesn't exist anymore and probably never will.
I am in San Diego, the place where I was born, surrounded by family and friends and have never felt more like I didn't belong somewhere in my life. Someday I will likely return to this city as my home. But not now. I just don't belong here. We were driving back from Aaron and Val's place tonight up the I805 through the "Golden Triangle" and I was staring out the windows at the numerous office parks with names like Qualcomm, SAIC, Intuit and Chicken of the Sea (Not to mention several not-so household names that are just as huge). As we drove by I couldn't help wondering to myself "why?". Why is it that so many people here in a literal paradise are so focused on making money and materail things when they have so much around them to appreciate and enjoy for free? I guess it is a "can't see the forest through the trees" kind of thing. But I just felt so disconnected from this place.
I want to return to New Orleans. I want it to be the way it was. It never will be again. I don't know if it will be better, worse or just different. I don't know if I can make the new New Orleans my home. I don't know anything really right now.
There are possibilities for us in the Pac Norhtwest that may or may not pan out. Those are only temporary though and in the end we are still going to be looking for a place to call home.
I guess I am not done mourning the loss of the New Orleans I fell in love with and moved to.
I am hoping I get to celebrate the birth of New Orleans as yet another great incarnation of itself. Hopefully this one will have me in its life a bit longer than the last one.
When you are watching the news about our late beloved city please keep these thoughts in mind;
Where is your home?
Why is it your home?
What would you do if it suddenly didn't exist ever again?
Can you hold out hope for a new home in the same location that you love as much?
These are things I am feeling right now and this is why when people ask us what we are going to do our answer is "I don't know." Because we don't and I bet you wouldn't either.
I will leave you with this...
Strive for one thing in life. In your twilight years when you are sitting around with the love of your life and your oldest, best friends make most of your conversations start with "Remember when..." rather than, "We should have..."