This House Just ain't a Home
Yesterday as my husband and I were driving home for Twin Falls after dropping off 2 of our grandsons a song came on the radio. My husband & I had been sitting in comfortable silence and I was watching carefully as he turned the volume up and about the same time I commented "this song gets me every time". We both have the same taste in music although his can be a little more bold at times then mine. We both are true 80's kids and rock & roll is the only way to go!!
So as this song played and I starred out into the dusk of the evening enjoying the reminisce of the yesteryears and memories of different eras in my years in relation to this song I felt the effects of those words in almost all the different stages of my life. Starting in high school and continuing on into my early, middle and the beginning of late adulthood. My most recent emotions connected to these lyrics was the past 11 yrs of my life. My husband began over the road trucking in 2003. This had turned our home into a house.
Now let me explain this one to you.
This took him away from us for many days and nights. It was a long lonely life for us. Not just the two of us but for our growing children as well. Then this year in Feb he was offered a new position with the company he worked for. He was now the new assistant transportation manager. This new job took him outa the truck and put him behind a desk. He was home now everyday and every night, he was now here for the important things that were happening as our children were now adults and making lives of their own and we were beginning to experience the joys of being grandparents.
That placed we called home had changed and become just a house. Jeff was on the road and he was gone. Every load kept him married to the road, just one more day, just one more song, just one more load, just one more memory gone. Then just like that he was home every night making those memories building those dreams again. But it was different, it wasn't like before. I hadn't understood what was missing in the past 10 yrs until last night when this song came on the radio.
"Beth"
Beth, I hear you callin'
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys are playin'
And we just can't find the sound
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do
Beth what can I do
You say you feel so empty
That our house just ain't a home
And I'm always somewhere else
And you're always there alone
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do
Beth what can I do
Beth, I know you're lonely
And I hope you'll be alright
'Cause me and the boys will be playin'
All night
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys are playin'
And we just can't find the sound
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do
Beth what can I do
You say you feel so empty
That our house just ain't a home
And I'm always somewhere else
And you're always there alone
Just a few more hours
And I'll be right home to you
I think I hear them callin'
Oh, Beth what can I do
Beth what can I do
Beth, I know you're lonely
And I hope you'll be alright
'Cause me and the boys will be playin'
All night
So today as I was doing my daily chores I thought and thought about the effect this song had on me last night. Sometimes while I am cleaning I have my headphones plugged into my ears and the world blocked completely out.
Man I have to say I just love my iPhone! I opened YouTube and typed in Beth by Kiss and I listened to this song over and over again. All the while I was cleaning I just hit replay! This is therapy for me. When I have an emotion that I am dealing with and trying to move past the parts that have effected my life in damaging ways this is how I do it. Either through cleaning or exercise. It allows me to release these negative emotions and comfortably put these feelings in the past. I had come to the realization that these years had hurt me deeply. I didn't hold blame just resentment.
I had built up a wall of resentment towards my husband for all the times he wasn't there and all the days, nights, memories and special events he missed. I resented the 'house' that didn't feel like home and I resented that I was the only one that felt this way.
But an epiphany hit me as I was hitting repeat for the (I lost count) time. It wasn't the house that was home it was him! He was what turned our house into a home. He is my happy and with that the resentment melted away and I had discovered a peace that brought happiness to my heart.
I am grateful for life lessons and the ability to discover and heal through music and words.
Looking inward for me creates the ability to let go of the negative and makes room for more positive emotion in my life. It heals me and opens doors of possibility!~
xoxo, Katie























