When I walk alone...
A lot of mornings I walk with my neighbor which I enjoy... But I also love the mornings when I walk alone.
When I walk alone it's just me alone with my thoughts. Sometimes I work through problems... Other times I think about my next decorating project and a lot of times I think about what I'm going to write in my next blog post (viola!)
Today as I walked the new construction site, my mind churned up familiar thoughts as I looked at the beautiful new homes being erected...
I wonder to myself -
Is the house anxious to welcome it's first family? (And yes, I'm just crazy enough to give an inanimate object like a house, thoughts and feelings.)
Will the family or couple who move into this beautiful new home be happy here?
Will they treat it with loving care or take it for granted?
Will the home be filled with celebrations... Babies, Birthdays, BBQ's and Anniversaries?
Will the people that live there be friendly types who will spend time outside waving and chatting with neighbors or will they be so caught up in the business of getting to and from work that they won't have time to enjoy LIVING in their lovely home and neighborhood?
Will the home be filled with Love and become what I like to think of as a 'Smiling House'?
Or
Will the home be full of anger, tension & strife, resulting in a 'Sad House'?
Will it be a 'transient' home? Never having a tenant stay in it long enough to allow for a sense of stability and wholeness?
And yes, I DO believe a house has feelings... Something my daughter would prefer I didn't share because she thinks it means her mom's a bit 'loopy'.
While I'm walking I also think about the men building these homes. The laborers are mostly Latino. I'm greatly aware of how hard the work must be. Now that the heat of summer is bearing down I grow concerned that they're drinking enough and not getting over heated. I worry about how hot a roof must get on a 90 degree day while it's being covered with tar-paper and shingles. Mostly, I wonder what they must think about the home their building. I wonder if they give a second thought to the fact that they may be building someones dream? I also wonder if they look at the sheer size of these homes and consider them ostentatious... If the people who eventually live in this house, will take for granted all that they are fortunate enough to possess?
There are a lot of things to think about... When I walk alone.
When I walk alone it's just me alone with my thoughts. Sometimes I work through problems... Other times I think about my next decorating project and a lot of times I think about what I'm going to write in my next blog post (viola!)
Today as I walked the new construction site, my mind churned up familiar thoughts as I looked at the beautiful new homes being erected...
I wonder to myself -
Is the house anxious to welcome it's first family? (And yes, I'm just crazy enough to give an inanimate object like a house, thoughts and feelings.)
Will the family or couple who move into this beautiful new home be happy here?
Will they treat it with loving care or take it for granted?
Will the home be filled with celebrations... Babies, Birthdays, BBQ's and Anniversaries?
Will the people that live there be friendly types who will spend time outside waving and chatting with neighbors or will they be so caught up in the business of getting to and from work that they won't have time to enjoy LIVING in their lovely home and neighborhood?
Will the home be filled with Love and become what I like to think of as a 'Smiling House'?
Or
Will the home be full of anger, tension & strife, resulting in a 'Sad House'?
Will it be a 'transient' home? Never having a tenant stay in it long enough to allow for a sense of stability and wholeness?
And yes, I DO believe a house has feelings... Something my daughter would prefer I didn't share because she thinks it means her mom's a bit 'loopy'.
While I'm walking I also think about the men building these homes. The laborers are mostly Latino. I'm greatly aware of how hard the work must be. Now that the heat of summer is bearing down I grow concerned that they're drinking enough and not getting over heated. I worry about how hot a roof must get on a 90 degree day while it's being covered with tar-paper and shingles. Mostly, I wonder what they must think about the home their building. I wonder if they give a second thought to the fact that they may be building someones dream? I also wonder if they look at the sheer size of these homes and consider them ostentatious... If the people who eventually live in this house, will take for granted all that they are fortunate enough to possess?
There are a lot of things to think about... When I walk alone.
posted by EmBee at 5:47 AM
2 Comments:
Beautiful words! (-:
I suppose you will get to see the house built from the ground up and some day you will meet the people who live there while you are taking a walk.
That is kind of cool that you get to see the neighborhood grow and change over time.
Thanks for the comment. :)
I sure hope I get to meet some of the new neighbors. People I've met so far seem so introverted and wary... I'm really not that freaky looking... Although often times I walk in the morning pre make-up and shower... Well, then again, maybe I am pretty freaky looking!
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