No coat required.
Having been home for four days now, you would think we would have readjusted back into the real world; got into our groove, our schedule, enjoyed the ever warming weather. If only it was true. We still cannot get our minds off of Costa Rica. Maybe it was the adventure, going to a new country, entering into the unknown, just the two of us. Maybe it was the weather, a warm dry heat, not overwhelming but crisp, perfect sunsets and great night weather. Maybe it was the beaches, soft golden sand, surf or surfless, nearly empty and clean. Or maybe it was the escape, no schedule, no school, no work, no stress. Whatever it was, we cannot get it out of our mind.
Returning home, donning a coat for the first time in 18 days, was analogic of our journey. When we left, we took the coats of stress, of every day life off, and did not put them back on again until we arrived in Anchorage. At that moment, when our right hands went into the sleeve, the weight of life was back our backs.The schedules, the bills, the job, they were all right back where we left them.
It was awesome, needed, and refreshing to be coatless and shoeless for a while. It made me think about home. What is home? Is it where you live? If that is true, then I have had over 15 homes in my life. I think it is more than that, I think home is where your family, friends, and in many cases, your church are. That is home. In our case, we are fortunate to have all three blend together as one. So that makes our home mobile, and if our home is mobile, then it can move to a place where coats are no longer required.