Wednesday, September 04, 2013

Yes, you can go home again

My car needs new front brakes. I've never changed them in the five years I've owned it. So I decided to stop into the local auto parts store. A huge black cat lying on the counter greeted me. Well, I shouldn't say he greeted me because he never twitched a muscle when I petted him. "His name is Mulligan. Got hit by a car and we kept him." The nice fellow behind the counter gave me the full story. We chatted more and I found myself glad I'd picked this store over the chain across the bridge.

When I walked out, a huge Texas gas truck had parked next to me blocking my exit.

I wasn't in Kansas anymore.

We decided to move home after an almost thirteen year hiatus. Tunkhannock, when we left, looked like any small town that time forgot. In our absence, gas was discovered. Wells along with out-of-state people popped up. Rents increased and everyone talked of getting rich. We just wanted to get away from cities.

Town no longer has its mom and pop hardware store. The downtown has painted many of its buildings and the old hotel has new owners. Traffic has doubled with all the trucks and business and it takes longer now to get anywhere.

But yesterday when I heard a loud sound coming from my car  and my husband wasn't answering my calls, I knew where to go. My best friend lives just around the corner.


10 comments:

Warren said...

Yes, you can go home! Nicely written, with a bit nostalgia and poetic flair. There is a place I dream of going home to again as well.

Karen Lange said...

I am glad you are home! Enjoying watching your progress on the house too! :)

Lin Floyd said...

home is contentment not a place...

Lynda R Young said...

welcome home!

Joanne Sher said...

Amen. Welcome home, Terri!

Loree Huebner said...

Yes, welcome home...

Loved this piece.

Nikki (Sarah) said...

"There's no place like home." Glad you guys made it back.

GranTurismo Driver said...

Nice post, great blog, following :)

Good Luck :)

Linda Hoye said...

Wonderful! I'm counting on the fact that you can go home again as we make plans to head back to our home city and country after an absence of six years. I love this post!

Lynn said...

My best friend is battling breast cancer for the second time around. She used to live around the corner too back 'home' but I moved and she is now 3,000 miles away. It can be a blessing to be home, for sure. Congratulations!