This month’s assignment in my writing circle was to write about what place we would be if we were a place. Here’s what I submitted:
If I were a place, I’d be the earthy smell that blows through the screen when spring warms the Indiana soil. I’d be the cool feel of the linoleum as I nap the afternoon away on Grandma’s floor during a scorching Kansas summer. Hollyhocks nod on the other side of the screen door and grasshoppers fiddle their songs in the dry weeds. I’d be the mist that plays with the Spanish moss in a Charleston garden or obscures the valley in the Smoky mountains. I’d be a sunrise in the Oklahoma hills, the sunset on the Wabash where it widens around New Harmony. All the places I’ve lived and loved blend together when I try to pick one place from the rest.
It just dawned on me that I don’t need to imagine what place I’d be because I am a place. I’m the place my nomadic children call home. Home isn’t this house or even this city or state. Home is me as in, “Mama, I’m coming home.” I’d never thought of that before.
I liked the assignment and what you submitted.
I have often thought of myself as somewhat of a nomad. I have lived so many places and seen so many things. I have experinced almost all of what you wrote about. I guess that comes with the territory when you have moved 20+ times. It is ironic that my wife grew up in the same house her whole life. Her parents still live there. Her friends she has had since before starting school. I have made and lost so many friends I don’t think I could remember all of thier names. I guess that is better than enemies. Before I was married it would be about every 18 months I would get itchy feet. Once I got married and had a child all of that changed. I am not saying that we will never move, however my feet are no longer itchy.
People have asked many times where am I from. I always stumble responding. I tell them I was born in Charlotte N.C. I have enjoyed my traveling ways. I love my stationary comfortable routine life. I would not have changed a thing in the world. My experinces have been priceless. I look forward to the wide open future.
Oooh, this has me smiling.
I could smell and feel and hear everything you wrote about, beyond lovely, Katherine.