This is the last post! Has it been 26 days of talking about myself? Oh well. It has. Here's to the last post. I'll miss you guys, but I'll see you on the other side of the blogging challenge.My last post is about something I've developed over the last 20 something years, but one I also owe to my American holiday.
I was by myself for most portion of the day, the husband would be off at work, I made it a practice to spend time doing something, anything that made my day feel productive. I guess, after having been through school, college, jobs, there was never a moment where I was at home. Even on a weekend I would have something planned. The sudden emptiness was a little overwhelming at first, then I got used to it. I started planning my days in a way that I had activities lined up, not very surprisingly, they were never watching TV. Listening to TV, may be.
The day I landed in India was one of the happiest days of my life. No 'work visa' or 'travel docs' no 'we're travelling between two states, do we take our passport' discussion'. I was home. Nobody was ever going to ask me anything (except for my DL and PAN card). Basically, it was very liberating. The confines of home, no matter how stringent still feel relaxed when compared to all the paper work involved with living else where.
The first few days of moving back, we looked for a home and we moved there in the first week of October. We started from scratch. Our home here unlike Erie didn't even have so much as a mirror, forget furnishing. Day by day we started collecting things, curtains, bookshelves, mirrors and more. Everything our home has is handpicked because we love it. Usually, it was the husbands habit to take me grocery shopping every couple of days. After moving back, a creature of habit that he is, he'd say "I'll come back from office and we'll go shopping" and all I did was give him 'the face'. Of course, I was back in my terrain! I could go anywhere I wanted.
An important habit that I have picked up or rather both of us have is the habit of putting distance between us physically or mentally. Almost every day we sit in different rooms for at least 10 minutes, I am writing or he is playing the flute. Sometimes we're both in the same space, but I am reading, writing and he is doing his thing, we're both aware yet oblivious to the other person. It is magical how rejuvenating that is, especially after a chaotic day at work.It is refreshing, it charges both of us to take on new conversations and exchange ideas now that we're both at peace.
I was by myself for most portion of the day, the husband would be off at work, I made it a practice to spend time doing something, anything that made my day feel productive. I guess, after having been through school, college, jobs, there was never a moment where I was at home. Even on a weekend I would have something planned. The sudden emptiness was a little overwhelming at first, then I got used to it. I started planning my days in a way that I had activities lined up, not very surprisingly, they were never watching TV. Listening to TV, may be.
The day I landed in India was one of the happiest days of my life. No 'work visa' or 'travel docs' no 'we're travelling between two states, do we take our passport' discussion'. I was home. Nobody was ever going to ask me anything (except for my DL and PAN card). Basically, it was very liberating. The confines of home, no matter how stringent still feel relaxed when compared to all the paper work involved with living else where.
The first few days of moving back, we looked for a home and we moved there in the first week of October. We started from scratch. Our home here unlike Erie didn't even have so much as a mirror, forget furnishing. Day by day we started collecting things, curtains, bookshelves, mirrors and more. Everything our home has is handpicked because we love it. Usually, it was the husbands habit to take me grocery shopping every couple of days. After moving back, a creature of habit that he is, he'd say "I'll come back from office and we'll go shopping" and all I did was give him 'the face'. Of course, I was back in my terrain! I could go anywhere I wanted.
An important habit that I have picked up or rather both of us have is the habit of putting distance between us physically or mentally. Almost every day we sit in different rooms for at least 10 minutes, I am writing or he is playing the flute. Sometimes we're both in the same space, but I am reading, writing and he is doing his thing, we're both aware yet oblivious to the other person. It is magical how rejuvenating that is, especially after a chaotic day at work.It is refreshing, it charges both of us to take on new conversations and exchange ideas now that we're both at peace.
The shopping incident is really funny :D
ReplyDeleteI'll keep in mind the tip that you've given in the last para for when I get my better half :D
And yes, congratulations on completing the #AtoZChallenge yet again! I must say, each of your posts have been brilliant. And the common feature that I found very interesting: the last paragraphs were always, always just perfect! I hope to keep reading your blog posts even after the challenge. Cheers! :)
It is beautiful when the comfortable-silence stage seeps in a relationship. And how true about the confines of home making us feel relaxed compared to wotk life!
ReplyDeleteOh yea, having your own space in a relationship in very very important. Congrats on finishing the A to Z challenge!
ReplyDeleteCheers!
Modern Gypsy
Great post n congratulations on completing the challenge
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Nothing beats travelling but there is still that sense of belonging that only returning home can bring
ReplyDeleteDebbie
And it is a wrap....or maybe not! Cheers to new beginnings! Loved being a part of your journey and stay in Erie and back. Congrats on completing the challenge. It was lovely connecting with you :)
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of co-existing in the same room but being lost in different realms. Congratulations on returning back to where you belonged and painting the 26 posts of the A to Z challenge with your fond memories.
ReplyDeleteLoved being a part of your journey. Best wishes for the days to come <3