As many people have discovered before me, Thomas Wolfe was right on the money when he wrote, "You can't go home again." I recently returned home to help my mom get settled after knee replacement surgery. I spent three days and three long nights in the house I grew up in and never felt more homesick. Homesick for my kids, my husband, my life as I know it now, not as I knew it then.
I thought about this a lot while "not sleeping" in my mother's bed. Greg and I wanted to do this sabbatical thing (as my friends call it) to create special memories with and for our kids. Will they someday feel like a stranger in a strange land in our home? Sad, but possibly true. I believe that it isn't just making happy memories that keeps families close; it is CONTINUING to make happy memories. New memories each day for each age or time period we have together. I hope this sabbatical year is full of happy memories for us and our kids, but I hope that our taking a year off to spend with the kids shows them how important they are to us; now and in the future. I hope we can make many fun, exciting, "traveling to new places and seeing new things" memories for the rest of our lives. I know they will grow up and leave us one day, but I hope we can have a relationship that our kids can always come home to- no matter what age.