tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4587706174618725555.post6150259169011656809..comments2024-03-18T18:06:34.644-04:00Comments on Beyond LiteracyLink: Home is Where the Heart is!Carol Varsalonahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4587706174618725555.post-53130853974584976522019-02-11T17:21:44.585-05:002019-02-11T17:21:44.585-05:00Ruth, when I am with my grandbaby, Sierra (like I ...<br />Ruth, when I am with my grandbaby, Sierra (like I am now for a couple of days), I feel it is so easy to filer the drama of the outside world and the turmoil of inner struggles. My daughter and son-in-law's house is another one that I can call home since one prevails. Life issues seem to fade away as Sierra is in my presence.Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4587706174618725555.post-6852710825289967042019-02-09T14:26:30.897-05:002019-02-09T14:26:30.897-05:00Thanks for this post! I love the "filtering t...Thanks for this post! I love the "filtering the drama of the outside world."Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12463332371535167975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4587706174618725555.post-67815208339049855562019-02-07T20:26:25.180-05:002019-02-07T20:26:25.180-05:00Without belief and faith, I can easily see how a h...Without belief and faith, I can easily see how a home can become divided and not withstand the sands of time, Violet. There are so many pressures in the world that families need stay strong and home has to be a place of refuge and love. Thanks for sharing your thoughts with me.Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4587706174618725555.post-43057765364529575402019-02-07T20:14:47.756-05:002019-02-07T20:14:47.756-05:00
Thanks, Karen for stopping by and providing me wi...<br />Thanks, Karen for stopping by and providing me with your insights. Tonight, I am under the weather with a sinus infection so my husband and son set up dinner. When I got down we stopped for a prayer of blessing like we were talking about. Home is definitely where the heart is and as Elvis says anywhere you are.Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4587706174618725555.post-73774353075723970812019-02-07T20:05:49.137-05:002019-02-07T20:05:49.137-05:00Lovely, Carol. For some reason your post reminds m...Lovely, Carol. For some reason your post reminds me of the book I'm reading, A Very Fine House: A Mother's Story of Love, Faith and Crystal Meth. It's a tragic story of the beautiful 20-something daughter of the author, who becomes addicted to crystal meth and how that addiction tarnishes everything, even their lovely home in Bend Oregon. <br /><br />It's such a contrast to your home, where you say: "My home has been adorned with a tapestry of invisible love that filters the drama of the outside world and withstands the turmoil of inner struggles."Violet N.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16586574800230604652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4587706174618725555.post-53989436594648737902019-02-07T18:51:00.231-05:002019-02-07T18:51:00.231-05:00Carol: I feel both ways... home is within the hea...Carol: I feel both ways... home is within the hearts of loved ones, but it can also be a place. But sometimes we live places where we never feel "at home." Home is a complicated concept, it seems like the more I struggle with it the more complicated it gets. Thanks for your poem and post, and best to you for a good month.Karen Eastlundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08778112838401454642noreply@blogger.com