tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19190712.post116866919230092005..comments2023-05-19T10:22:39.843-05:00Comments on The tulgey wood: Home? for the Holidaysglasshillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00383065075528384085noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19190712.post-15037065338143633542007-01-14T22:01:00.000-06:002007-01-14T22:01:00.000-06:00all my docs have been women... and they all rememb...all my docs have been women... and they all remember me (what can I say I make an impression...)<br /><br />one day I'll find home, likely as a little old "cat lady" in a small house by the ocean....glasshillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00383065075528384085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19190712.post-71827783670049149162007-01-14T05:20:00.000-06:002007-01-14T05:20:00.000-06:00Ripping up your roots is really weird, isn't it? ...Ripping up your roots is really weird, isn't it? I've moved many times, but all except two, were in the same state, so that doesn't really count. The other two were my move from Michigan to North Carolina, where I felt like (and was: Southern Culture is a disease, not a lifestyle!) a fish out of water, and then down here where we're currently at, S.C., where it's immensely better. But it still isn't "Home" like "home" was forever. However, I traveled back up to Michigan several times, and upon driving around I said "hell, I don't fit in here anymore; this doesn't even feel like home anymore." So while I have no answers, I sympathize with your dilemma, and wish you well!<br /><br />Maybe "home" is when you can walk in your Doctor's office, and he doesn't say "And you are....again?"The Future Was Yesterdayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06515544130113138363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19190712.post-1168733342229466462007-01-13T18:09:00.000-06:002007-01-13T18:09:00.000-06:00the one with the dashing dark hair, and the cool n...the one with the dashing dark hair, and the cool new boots, and since only ONE cousin actually brought a BOYfriend .... hmmmmm<BR/><BR/>she fell? oh yeah! not to worry she was fine, and has had much worse inflicted on her (co'ed soccer and all)<BR/><BR/>p.s. great meeting you! sorry I'm not so impressive in person.glasshillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00383065075528384085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19190712.post-1168729255185697912007-01-13T17:00:00.000-06:002007-01-13T17:00:00.000-06:00Which cousins boyfriend?Did she recover from that ...Which cousins boyfriend?<BR/><BR/>Did she recover from that fall she took just as we were driving off? It looked pretty nasty, but she said she was fine. No teeth missing?<BR/>-L<BR/><BR/>PS: Good to finally meet you.Lance Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16921654260407114308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19190712.post-1168704247242625012007-01-13T10:04:00.000-06:002007-01-13T10:04:00.000-06:00not rambling. and I know what you mean about the b...not rambling. and I know what you mean about the books, they are starting to pile up on my floors! I collect authors from all over, maybe the world is my home, perhaps that is meant to be my view?<BR/><BR/>could you pick me out in the pic with my great-grandma? I'm the one with the too tight pig tails looking cross! (not quite as flattering as the chicken head one of course....)<BR/><BR/>thanks Gary.glasshillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00383065075528384085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19190712.post-1168702041720439722007-01-13T09:27:00.000-06:002007-01-13T09:27:00.000-06:00I, too, moved all over (never lived anywhere for m...I, too, moved all over (never lived anywhere for more than a few years from birth to 40 years old). I tell myself I'm a global citizen, but do identify with being Canadian (so do you :)<BR/><BR/>I love the town and area I live in now, so feel comfortable saying it's my home (Nelson, BC). Yet deep down, I know that the feeling of displacement is not just about family and home base - it's something I've felt as long as I can remember. I think it's probably because I am here for such a brief time and need to find ways to connect to meaning, to love, to beauty, to books!<BR/><BR/>Rambling I'm afraid.<BR/><BR/>Nice photos.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com