Monday, July 10, 2006


I enjoy this house, my home. It's quite big by Dutch standards.... three bedrooms, a good size bathroom, a garage and a little garden shed. My husband grew up in this house. He is the youngest of eight children! I'm sure there are just so many stories that these walls could tell about the family of ten that once filled this house. It really is a house that deserves to have children in it. It is in the middle of a small city. Most of the people living in this city look out their front window and see only a street and other houses. I, on the other hand, look out my front window and see a large field of green, full of animals and trees. I am, and probably always will be, a 'country girl' so it makes me happy to have deer and a donkey and peacocks and chickens and goats and llamas and wallabies and fuzzy little bunnies as neighbors, especially since I don't have the option of living in the middle of nowhere. I love my home. It keeps me warm and safe. It's walls are filled with love and laughter. And yes, it would be the perfect home for a child to grow up in. Oh I do hope that I get that chance, that I have that experience in my life. What a blessing it is to live here, in this house that has become my home.

I've been feeling quite 'homesick' lately for America. It's not the place that I long for, but the people. My family... my blood. This is the place that life has led me though, this is my home. There are still times when I feel like I'm living in a 'foreign' land. Times when I am frustrated by the language and the customs and the many small differences that can only been seen after living here. Times when I long for the familiarity of my childhood land. But then I walk in this house and here, everything is familiar. This house is not America, but it's also not Holland. It's a beautiful combination of the two people living inside of it. To most people it is 'nothing special.' I mean, there are still parts of this house that have not been redecorated since 19 73. It doesn't matter though, not to me. To me it is the most special place on earth.... the best home I could ever ask for.

1 comment:

JAC said...

Lisa,

You are such a dear person to me. You seem to say what is in my heart, almost like you finish my thoughts for me. I am so thrilled that your home is a "home". It is such a blessing by God to be filled with those feelings isn't it? I love the picture and I can see why this abode fits you so well. I recently moved into a family home at the lake and the way you describe your house is how I feel about mine. I too wish to fill mine with children. May God bless us indeed with children!

Love, JC