On the way home from Milwaukee, I found a mystery of my life
On the way home from Milwaukee, I found a curiosity of my life. We all sit in our homes, and look out our windows. Some of us have striking views of sunrises, sunsets, of going to sleep watching planes line up as they come in to land in paradise. (OK that is me) Some of us sit on oceans, or views of mountains, or maybe the view of their neighbor’s window and listening to sirens in a busy city. But, wherever or whatever we call this place home and if we are lucky it is a shelter from the cold, rain or heat. If we are lucky our home is an oasis from the world of chaos around us. I keep thinking after this week of another way of looking at home. It is also where we build barriers and walls to the outside and frankly build what can no otherwise be said are walls without windows to look out and observe. Our homes become more of where we build our lives and choices high up on a pedestal. It also allows us to look down around us, and if I dare say...