By Nancy Wilson Buckler
One of the biggest struggles for me during this Pandemic has been not being able to go home.
I miss driving out of state to see my Mom & Dad and just being at home with them. I miss getting to see my sisters & all the family. The trips have been too few lately, but staying well and keeping them safe has been the most important thing. So while I’m tired of this quarantine, I’m thankful that my kids & grandkids, my parents & family are all well. I’m also thankful for my backyard & the ability to be outside, the time to write & work on my music.
Lately I’ve been thinking about how I’ve coped with homesickness throughout my life and I remembered a comforting game of pretend I came up with years ago when I was little.
I was spending a week or two with my grandparents in Kansas, and I was very happy about that. I got to be there by myself & I loved spending time in their home, helping on the farm, & visiting family. I loved the slower pace & especially the homemade ice cream! But I was homesick after a while, and one morning, before opening my eyes, I pretended that I was in my bed at home rather than in the guest room at my grandparents’ house. I let the feeling of home wrap around me like the quilt that was actually over me and I felt so comforted. It made me smile!! I’ve done this many times since in reverse. I pretend I’m tucked under Grandma’s quilt at the farm when I’m actually in my bed missing my grandparents. It works & it still makes me smile!
Over the years, when I need to feel wrapped up in love from home, I imagine I’m home in my old room. Or I imagine my kids are safe & tucked in their beds like years ago. On the hardest days, I think of God’s arms wrapped around me helping me through it no matter where I’m waking up. It calms me down.
If I’m wishing I didn’t have to miss out on a family event, I might imagine I’m waking up at my sister’s beach house. I can feel the warmth of the sun & waves when I imagine sitting on that porch. It’s like the song says from The Sound of Music…” I simply remember my favorite things… and then I don’t feel so bad!” But imagining you are home helps too. I guess being a mental traveler is a good thing during a Pandemic. It helps to think of happy memories & the warmth of home.
Try it! I hope it makes you smile.
Nancy Wilson Buckler is a Florida vocalist, guitarist, and songwriter as well as a writer of creative nonfiction. Visit Nancy’s songwriter page at Facebook where you’ll also find details about how to purchase her CD. Listen to her tunes at Spotify.