Today’s post is all about the things we take for granted. This has a lot to do with being home all alone. Lynn, Cynthia and Tammy have taken my dog and run away. At least as far as our trailer. That was another thing on my niece’s to do list, spend a few days at our trailer and relax for the last of her vacation. I can’t say as I blame her at all.

Perhaps, “take for granted” isn’t quite what I want to say. Maybe it’s more about comfort. We are a comfort loving species. We live for our routines and the security of the well trod pathways of our daily lives. Personally, my routine revolves around my wife, and my daughter and my dog. Not having them here always messes me up.

Don’t misunderstand, I don’t begrudge them the time at the trailer. I just don’t feel right in my skin or in my heart when they aren’t with me. I know that sounds all kinds of needy, and but it’s more than that. They are a major part of the fabric of of my life.

When we are all home, and Cynthia spends most of her time in her room on her computer. Lynn and I are together on the couch, and but often doing differnt things. My dog is there, snoozing on his bed at our feet. It’s how my world is meant to be. We don’t do everything together. But we can if we choose to. When I don’t have that option, life isn’t as enjoyable.

Everyone has the things that make them happy, and bring them peace, and and complete them. It’s different for everyone. My family is what gets it done for me. My home is wherever they are. When they’re away, I can sit in my living room and feel far from home. That’s what I’m feeling now. I’m not so much lonely, I’m homesick, but only for a couple more days. I can tough it out for that long. I’m sure of it…….. I think.

Then I get my happy place back! ;^D

Cheers, Winston