It always seems easier to be the one gone
traveling than to be the one home worrying about an errant wondering family
member. Even as we are tucked-in safe
and sound within the confine of our abodes, the place seems somewhat incomplete
when a bed, usually filled by a child, spouse or partner, goes unoccupied. While
our loved ones are traveling or otherwise out of our line-of-sight, we imagine all
sort of calamity that might befall them.
Yet when we are the ones boarding endless airplanes and crossing miles
of uncharted territory, we seem more occupied with thoughts of logistics and
connecting flights that of separation from the household. Is it true that absence makes the heart grow
fonder?
Whatever the reason, it feels good to have
the family all together and secure under one roof. Maybe it is a vestige of our cave dwelling
ancestry. Perhaps it is just the way that
God made us. Given the anxiety created
when the family, sans me, is out for an overnight visit to relatives, I wonder
how I will manage the coming months that will include unfettered driving
licenses, far-flung travel and eventual college.
One could argue that it is not logical, or
even necessarily empirical (studies show that most accidents occur at home, so
one could argue that our residences are the most dangerous places to spend time),
but we cling to the belief that all behind our front doors we are somehow more
secure from the risks of life. Is it an
edificial version of the security blanket from our youth? If we wrap ourselves in our personal
manifestation of hearth imagining we are impervious to the hooligans and beasts
lurking just on the other side, we can forestall the frightening realization
that life is fleeting, fragile and recious.
This column was published on Tuesday, June 19, 2012 in the Current in Carmel, Current in Westfield,
Current in Fishers , and Current in Noblesville - http: //youarecurrent.com/
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