Posts Tagged ‘Home’


I’m having a bad head week. So, today I’ll keep it short. I’m lying in pain, in the dark, in bed right now. Appreciating the fact that I put fresh sheets on the bed.

Is there anything more comforting in your home than clean, fresh sheets?

What is a comforting smell to you?

Sometimes I wonder if I’m in early onset Alzheimer’s Disease. I know that’s not funny to people who actually have been, or have loved ones afflicted with it. And I’m not making fun. I have become so dingy that I have worried a little bit if I might be getting senile. I comfort myself by telling myself that Mother ReloVertigo has always been at least as dingy as I am now, and she is still an industrial engineer. She’s a brilliant woman. Still a ding-dong. I remember Mr Relovertigo, once we’d been together awhile, watching my mom do something particularly batty, looking at her, then me, then saying, “Now I know where you get it.” That wasn’t the best way to the key to my heart. Of course, that was long before I realized that I had become my mother. (more…)

“Home” would seem to be a simple concept. Wherever you live, wherever your family lives, or maybe wherever you return when you want to feel “home,” even if you don’t live there would be home to most people. But what if you’re more of a Western world nomad, and don’t put roots anywhere? (more…)