Home is where the heart is.


I was born and raised in New England, under those huge, bright skies, with air so crisp, you could taste it.  I grew up saying things like, “wicked cool” and “New Hampsha.”  We had more months with snow, than without.  The one month out of the year that was actually hot, was so humid you couldn’t walk to your car without a towel to mop up the sweat.  The bugs were bad, the mountains beautiful.  It was a way of life, and I loved it.

In a few weeks I am going to get to return to my beloved home state for a much overdue visit.  I picked the best time to go-fall.  You’ve heard all the rumors about how amazing fall in New England is, right?  Every one of them are true. 

From the blazing colors of the foliage, to the smell of billions of apples in an orchard, to acres and acres of pumpkin patches, it’s no wonder fall is legendary in New England.  I’m going to get the thrill of sharing all that with my son, recall all the years I spent as a child crunching through the leaves, and get the joy of making new memories with people I care about.

Fall in West Virginia is nice too.  It’s  cool, and clean, and the leaves make a valiant effort to rival those in the north.  I hesitate to even make a comparison though, because there really is no topping New England.  Not to say we won’t enjoy the festivals and trick-or-treating.  We’ll drink hot cider and carve pumpkins.  It will be delightful.

I used to long to return to the southwest.   I still love it there.  I left a piece of myself in New Mexico, and every now and then I go visit it.  I hold the memories of my son being born there close, and will always carry them with me.

The longer I live on the eastern side of the country though, the more I realize my heart is still in New England.  It is engrained into every fiber of who I am, and there is no use fighting it. 

I am a New England girl, through and through.


9 thoughts on “Home is where the heart is.

    • I’ll be staying a couple of weeks. It’s sort of up in the air at this point.

      I read an article about it being the last year. That’s so sad. 😦 I’ll see if we can make it. I bet the boys would love it this year!

  1. Make sure to go to Beech Hill Farm in Hopkinton & Carter Hill Orchard in Concord – our favorite places (don’t know if you’ve been, probably :)!! Rowan would love both 🙂

    • You are coming here??? It would be wonderful to see you, I know you probably have a lot planned already it’s been forever since I’ve seen you… um… over 10 years I think.. lol 🙂 I would love to meet Rowan. I remember some good fall times hiking around His Mansion with you — of course there was a time we were attached at the hip.. 🙂 Love you girl. If I don’t get to see you I sure hope you enjoy your trip.

      • I would love to see you too, Sara! I am actually visiting friends in MA, and may or may not make it to NH. Email me your phone number though, and maybe we can meet up or something. If not this trip, one in the future.

        I sure do miss you though. I love you lots!

  2. Are you coming here soon? Will you come visit us? You should absolutely move back, we have hooked into a lovely supportive community that is great for single mums, and we’ll babysit for free anyday!

    • Rowan and I are coming up north in a few weeks. I’m not sure of our exact schedule, but I would love to see you guys!

      Moving back up north would be a dream come true! Maybe some day, as there is no way I’m putting Rowan in the school system here. 🙂

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