catherine
10-4-16, 3:26pm
I was chatting with DS32 today--the son who writes/plays music and serves tables up in VT.
A year ago he moved out of my other son's house after that son got married. It was a big move because DS32 had never lived alone before.
But he completely embraced his little apartment. It's very small, but it has character--it's upstairs in one of the original houses in Burlington. He only pays 825 for it. Surprisingly, he jumped into decorating it nicely--getting a sofa and table and chairs. Lighting a candle at night, playing music on his turntable.
We were talking today about how gratifying it is to clean and tidy one's space. Yesterday he gave his apartment a good clean, which he says takes all of 45 minutes. He said that sometimes after work, when he's walking home (his walking commute is about 5 minutes), he said "This sounds really weird, Mom, but I feel like I'm coming home to a friend."
I thought, what a nice way to put it.. and a good analogy. I said to him "So much better than coming home to 'someone' who steals your energy."
We were talking about simple living and here he is, happy as a clam in 300 sq ft, no debt, no car, time for writing music, playing music, lots of friends just steps away on Church Street. He makes me think of that line in the Prophet, On Children: "You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you."--He told me that I was his inspiration for a simple life, but I think it's time for him to be the teacher and me to be the student, because I need to take a lesson from his playbook!
Is your home your friend, or foe?
A year ago he moved out of my other son's house after that son got married. It was a big move because DS32 had never lived alone before.
But he completely embraced his little apartment. It's very small, but it has character--it's upstairs in one of the original houses in Burlington. He only pays 825 for it. Surprisingly, he jumped into decorating it nicely--getting a sofa and table and chairs. Lighting a candle at night, playing music on his turntable.
We were talking today about how gratifying it is to clean and tidy one's space. Yesterday he gave his apartment a good clean, which he says takes all of 45 minutes. He said that sometimes after work, when he's walking home (his walking commute is about 5 minutes), he said "This sounds really weird, Mom, but I feel like I'm coming home to a friend."
I thought, what a nice way to put it.. and a good analogy. I said to him "So much better than coming home to 'someone' who steals your energy."
We were talking about simple living and here he is, happy as a clam in 300 sq ft, no debt, no car, time for writing music, playing music, lots of friends just steps away on Church Street. He makes me think of that line in the Prophet, On Children: "You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you."--He told me that I was his inspiration for a simple life, but I think it's time for him to be the teacher and me to be the student, because I need to take a lesson from his playbook!
Is your home your friend, or foe?