{"id":11711,"date":"2006-09-29T08:48:00","date_gmt":"2006-09-29T13:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/todayslegacy.wordpress.com\/2006\/09\/29\/home-3"},"modified":"2006-09-29T08:48:00","modified_gmt":"2006-09-29T13:48:00","slug":"home-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/todayslegacy.net\/index.php\/2006\/09\/29\/home-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Home"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2513\/1139\/1600\/sleepy%20cats.0.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2513\/1139\/200\/sleepy%20cats.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2513\/1139\/1600\/skyview.0.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2513\/1139\/200\/skyview.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2513\/1139\/1600\/mild%20Cheddar.0.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/photos1.blogger.com\/blogger\/2513\/1139\/200\/mild%20Cheddar.jpg\" alt=\"\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a><br \/><span style=\"color:rgb(255,102,0);\"><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">I found myself wandering through friends&#8217; websites this morning. I have found a few extra hours in which I have no pressing engagements and, quite frankly, can&#8217;t think of anything that I should be &#8220;getting ahead&#8221; in. I read one particular article of my aunt Yvonne&#8217;s reflecting on<\/span><span style=\"color:rgb(153,102,51);\"> <\/span><\/span><a style=\"color:rgb(153,102,51);\" href=\"http:\/\/yvonne0164.blogspot.com\/2006\/08\/my-time-in-california-this-trip-has.html\">her experience in California<\/a><span style=\"color:rgb(255,102,0);\"><span style=\"color:rgb(153,102,51);\">.<\/span>  <span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">It was a joy to read and reflect on my personal joys about the trip.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">As I was reading through her entry,  immediately a quote from a dear friend, Harry, popped into my head; &#8221; So much of life is not done solo; its in teams or partners. So it&#8217;s hard to decipher the impact of you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">It&#8217;s funny. I woke up this morning to a quiet apartment. No agenda consumed my mind. No &#8220;hurry, get going&#8221; provoked my awakening. So I lay there for a minute. Soon two cats meowed their way into the room, faithfully reminding me of their state of <\/span><span style=\"font-style:italic;color:rgb(204,153,51);\">starving<\/span><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">. When their meows had turned to purrs through much petting, I resided to begin my day. Now I sit here with wet hair falling over my shoulders, fully seeing, fully wake, and with bagel in the toaster. Yet despite the music, quiet still surrounds me. Oh, what a refreshing break from life this morning has been. I am blessed beyond imagination.  Yet, honesty stirrs within me. Quiet is only fun for a while and then I desire to share it with another. Independence is fantastic! As is independant dependance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">&#8220;So much of life is not done solo&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">I used to strive on my &#8220;away from life&#8221; times. I found such refreshment in them. I even began to look forward to them more than &#8220;busy in life&#8221; times. But it&#8217;s like I woke up this mroning and my world had flipped. My mind asked &#8220;can my &#8216;away from life&#8217; times still happen, just not solo?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">&#8220;Please.&#8221; spoke  my heart.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">I pet Cheddar and Boots. Cats bring such stability in my life.<\/span><br \/><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">They are so familiar. So normal. So &#8220;home&#8221;.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">Home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:rgb(204,153,51);\">Home&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I found myself wandering through friends&#8217; websites this morning. I have found a few extra hours in which I have no pressing engagements and, quite frankly, can&#8217;t think of anything that I should be &#8220;getting ahead&#8221; in. I read one particular article of my aunt Yvonne&#8217;s reflecting on her experience in California. 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