There are also strange memories that come with this place. Tension between family members, some harsh words spoken, divorce, marriage, heartache, reconciliation... all the things that come with being a family. If these walls could speak they would have many a good and beautiful and hard and sad stories to tell (as would all of our houses and homes). And, standing here as an adult, I can appreciate ALL of those stories and the real life that has been lived here. Most of all, for me, there is a sense of permanence in this place - a knowing that it will always be here - and that I can always come back to it. And, it's a reminder of the fact that I want this for my own child - a physical location that represents all of the wonderfully complicated things that make his family, his family.
|3 Generations of Chin Women|
|Nate and Dave at our home's front door|
Now, those of you who know me know that "home" is Houston, Texas where I have made my life and my living for the past 15 years. And it will be the place where Nate will come back to and be reminded of his roots and the legacy built for him in the city he is growing up in. It won't all be nostalgic - it wouldn't be real if it were - but it will ground him and give him a sense of belonging and a better understanding of who he is and what matters. It is also where the Quan side of his roots grow deep - this family that has become mine over the past 18 years. They have a story of their own in this city, and he is a part of that legacy! I have been quite determined to raise him in one place, one house, one community for his growing up years because I think that grounding will give him the courage to go out and try new things, go new places and become who he is called to become. So, I have worked hard with Dave at creating our own space and place and nest for our little bird to grow up in and then venture out from... returning here and there to be reminded of the love he comes from.
THE HOME I HAVE ONLY VISITED
|Emigrant Peak in Montana|
ANOTHER TYPE OF HOME
And then I got to go "home" in the professional sense - on the same California trip that took me to Oakland. I just hopped on a plane from the Bay Area and flew to Los Angeles to do a little event work. I got to go work my final conference under the Mowalla umbrella for awhile. And, it was nice to "be home" in that sense. To work with someone I know well, to be able to fall in step with the gig and know exactly what needed to be done and then just do it. To see things come together - to work on a topic that is near and dear to my heart and recognize that the work we do behind-the-scenes, well, it matters! When we are a part of producing something that moves others to action, we are a part of changing the world.
|Enjoying doing what I love to do|