West Sedona

As we pack up some boxes to send back east for the summer, I’m marveling at how quickly this Arizona town has become “home”. And yet the east is still home. How can that be?

I think it’s that I’m “at home” in the east, but my heart is at home in Sedona.

Roy and I were having a conversation about where he or I would live if something happened to the other. My first thought was that I would move to wherever the kids were, but I realized that they’ll be moving around themselves for careers. Baltimore is where the rest of my family lives, but I’ve been gone too long for it to feel like home anymore. And I do love North Carolina, but…

My heart is at home in Sedona.

Is there a special place where your heart is at home?

4 Responses to "There’s No Place Like Home"

  1. Swirly

    June 23, 2008

    That is a question I have pondered a lot. While I must say California is where I feel most centered, if I were totally on my own I’m not sure I’d have an actual home…I think I would be a wanderer for a while, maybe indefinitely. It is very difficult for me to imagine being settled in one place without my husband. Kind of a strange thing to recognize about myself, that there isn’t one specific place that comes to mind when I think of the word home.

  2. Debra

    June 25, 2008

    10 years ago I moved to Sedona, looking for a place of community and a place I could connect with myself and others. I must say that Sedona has done just this for me. I have connected so deeply with myself allowing me to connect at a level with others I never thought possible. It has become my home because it has helped me find the home inside of myself.

  3. colleen

    June 26, 2008

    I understand this fully. I always feel town between two places. Virginia and the Massachusetts beach town I grew up in. I suspect that the older we get the more our roots draw us home.

    I loved Sedona but could not feel at home there. Not enough lush green.

  4. rhea

    June 26, 2008

    Well, it’s been Boston for a long time. But right now I long for greener pastures. Winter is a killer, for one thing.

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