Friday, November 17, 2006

Home

Home is where the heart is. My heart is spread all over this huge country. My heart is in the capital of Kansas and another of that great state’s tiny towns. My heart is in a bustling Floridian city and in a sleepy farming village in New York. I am right at home with my friends/neighbors/family in the marshes of Georgia. But there is no other home like Smoochy’s arms. As long as we are together, home can be just about anywhere. Right now home is a little mother-in-law cottage in California.

California. Who’da thunk it? When we first started talking about separating from the Navy this was the ONE place we said we did not want to go. The thought of being so far from our families and the high cost of living out here was enough to convince us to stay further East. I will skip the process by which we changed our minds, but needless to say somewhere along the lines we became excited by the prospect of heading west. So, in the great tradition of the Gold Rush; we mustered our adventurous spirit, pulled up stakes, and headed west.

Now that we are here, many of our original concerns have manifested. Buying a home isn't a good idea for us right now. Who wants to mortgage half a million dollars for a house the size of a postage stamp? Also, the distance between our families some times makes me feel like we are living in a different country. While I am preparing our supper my folks are brushing their teeth for bed. Well, Dad’s in bed reading his latest book and my mom is furiously cutting out stuff for her kindergarteners’ craft projects; but you get the point.

Some days (especially the last few), when I get to thinking about all of Normy’s aunts, uncles, and grandparents who so badly want to be a part of his life I wish we lived someplace more central to all of them; someplace where we wouldn’t be thousands of dollars in airfare or thousands of miles in highway out of reach. Couldn’t we ALL relocate to a new town together? All the folks from Kansas and Florida could meet in the middle someplace and take over a whole neighborhood. Like in Charleston, SC! (Right, Kate?)

But before you all start thinking I am unhappy here, I’ve got to tell you. The Smoochy’s are thriving right where we are. Perhaps this time we are spending as an autonomous unit is strengthening us in some ways. The Jacobs are my whole world, and we are coalescing into a rock solid little clan. That’s pretty cool. We are working on so much positive way out here. Smoochy feels fulfilled and challenged by his career for the first time since he graduated college and that is making EVERYONE around here happier! We are setting ourselves up in many ways. We’re saving money, Smooch is working on a pretty impressive resume, and we are all learning how to be self-sufficient. (OK, we were both already strongly independent and self-sufficient people) ;-)

The truth of the matter is that we are doing what we need to right now. In the future I would like us plant roots in a place that’s not so far away from everyone we love. But in the mean time, Smoochy and I are blessed to be right where we are now. Together. I wish I could figure a way to post Itunes on the good’ol blog, because I would like to dedicate the following song to my lovin’ husband (Who has been so patient with me, who returned to California ready to go back to Florida!):

“That’s Where It Is”
By Carrie Underpants Underwood

In the circles I've been running,
I've covered many miles,
And I could search forever for what's right before my eyes,
Just when I thought I'd found it,
It was nothing like I'd planned,
When I got my heart around it, it slipped right through my hands,
Here with you I feel it,
I close my eyes and see it,

In a midnight talk, in a morning kiss,
When I'm in your arms, that's where it is,
When we're tangled up and can't resist,
When we feel that rush, that's where it is,
That's where it is

When I'm crashing through the madness,
Not sure who I'm supposed to be,
When I'm caught up in the darkness,
It's your hand that's leading me,
You bring me back to solid ground,
You lift me up right here, right now

In a midnight talk, in a morning kiss,
When I'm in your arms, that's where it is,
When we're tangled up and can't resist,
When we feel that rush, that's where it is

It's a life time filled with tight embraces
The biggest things in the smallest places,

In a midnight talk, in a morning kiss,
When I'm in your arms, that's where it is,
When we're tangled up and can't resist,
When we feel that rush, that's where it is

In the sweetest smile, on a night like this,
And a tender touch, that's where it is,
When we're tangled up, and can't resist,
When we feel that rush, that's where it is,
That's where it is

*This song's much better heard than read


11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Welcome to the west coast! Yeah, it's expensive (even up here, past your northern border), but it's just so ... nice. That's a lame word, but kind of covers it all. It's just good. Must be the Pacific air. :D Enjoy the new everything!!

Sabrina said...

AWWWWWWWWWW..............

Anonymous said...

When your mom and I were first marrried, we spent ten years in our home town in what I called, "the fishbowl". We could not sneeze without someone in the family offering us a tissue. It was nice that the grands could get to know you kids the way they do but I always felt like we were being stifled. So, when I had the opportunity to move to an area in which I could pursue a career in construction I was elated. Your mother was not. For the first few years, she spent all of her time writing letters, talking on the phone and planning the next visit. It made me feel bad because I had taken all of you guys away from a whole group of people that loved you very much. But, the upside was that it allowed your mother a chance to become the well rounded, more independent, more progressive, individual that she is. So try not to pine to much over being seperated and enjoy the time we have together. We will always endevour to get as much face time as possible. Just tell Normy (and the rest of the brood) not to grow up too fast cause I really have got to have some time to spoil them.

I love you guys,
Dad

Woman on the Verge said...

What a sweet post, love. Jacob is a lucky man (and the other way around, I'm sure) to have such a devoted and wonderful wife...Home IS where the heart is.
Just remember, no matter how far you are physically, you're always in our hearts and minds.

Anonymous said...

sweet, i think kansas would be the best choice ya know.....ha ha...but seriously.
i need to show off that
tubby-lumpkins
Love you all betsy
<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

jouettelove said...

crap girl, that made me cry. the song and the piscture at the end *sigh* and then the note from your dad? made me cry more. i can totally relate, i am a family girl too ((hugs))

Chastity said...

You guys are obviously a great couple. You are very good at letting us as readers know how crazy you are about your man.

Milliner's Dream, a woman of many "hats"... said...

OMIGOSH...that was such a lovely post.

You LOOK positively smitten--and happy.

And that baby! SOOOOO cute.

Hh

Anonymous said...

Your blog was so wonderful. I'm so glad that you and Jacob and Jacob are so happy together. The first years of a marriage and babyhood can be overwhelming, and then throw in the change in jobs and state of residence, well that alone would be enough to do many couples in. I hope with all my heart that the way you feel right now is the way you'll feel 20 years from now! I know that Greg and I had many,many,many bumps in the road, and for a couple of years felt like we were on one hell of a rollercoaster ride, but you know, I would get right back on that ride as long as I was with him. 23 years and counting...home is definitely where the heart is !!!
Lynne

Kate said...

That's a gorgeous post! :-)

You Smoochys are a beautiful family!

Sharon L. Holland said...

What a beautiful and encouraging post.