Husby has an out of town rotation this month near where we grew up, so the three of us have been staying in our hometown a lot over the past few weeks. Levi has enjoyed ample time with (both sets) of grandparents and we have enjoyed lots of fall festivities and relaxation. My Mom has spoiled all of us - doing laundry, cooking feasts, changing diapers, slipping "gas money" in our wallets and basically being "Super Mom & Glam*Ma" all month long.
It's been fantastical.
And unbelievably refreshing.
Life has such a slower pace out here in the beautiful north eastern part of the state. It's absolutely breathtaking here this time of the year and each time I come back, I feel like I took for granted the natural beauty of this place when I was growing up. The trees are thick and the hills are grand. I swear the sky is bluer and the stars seem closer to the earth out here. There is no such thing as heavy traffic and there are a gazillion feet between each home.
The town has been through a lot of changes since I took up residence here, but it remains the same in my eyes. My parents home has been renovated and updated throughout the years and yet it feels exactly as it did when I was 5. Each evening as I turn the lights out and head to my old bedroom, the halls whisper precious memories and the floors sing sweet tunes of the past. This house is soaked in stories of our lives and it so perfectly portrays family and heritage. Whenever I swing open the front door and am welcomed with the scent of comfort and familiarity, I truly feel at home.
And there's no place like it.
I love that Levi will have so many memories of this house and that he will always know the place where his Mommy grew up. I hope this house is always a part of our lives and that it continues to capture new and exciting adventures while always reminding us of the precious past.
This house is the absolute essence of a home.