Tuesday, January 17, 2012

What Was Waldo Thinking?

I remember fondly looking for Waldo in all the children's books "Where's Waldo?" as it was an amusing way to pass the time as we traveled...and we traveled quite a bit as I grew up. My father was in the Navy, which means we were all in the Navy and when he was transferred...we were all transferred. I got  used to being the "New Kid" in town as I traveled with my family in tow and we all felt like we were "all in this together". The books, which I think the British version is called "Where's Wally?" remind me of a time of travel, future uncertainties and a hideous red and white striped sweater that stood out usually like a "sore thumb"!

I would open the books and think..."Where's Waldo?" and mumble later...when I got older, as a pre-teen "Where's Waldo going now?"  personifying his experience as my own. It's that memory that has me asking "What was Waldo thinking?" meaning me..."What was I thinking?"

The simple answer is every move I dreaded. I, as a child, teenager and an even now as an adult dislike change. I love to travel and to see new things but I always want to return home. I think of this now as we settle in Virginia living in temporary housing while we decide what home to build. I feel a little "not part of the picture" and  a little like I am wearing a "Red and White Striped Shirt" in a room full of plaids and florals. This longing for a place to settle with familiar people, familiar landscape and my familiar things is not a new feeling for me...I remember the times of my childhood where I craved my "home".

I think now about what our new home will look like...Will it be a lovely red and white striped beach house perched on the side of a mountain? Will that feel like home? Or will I settle into my new surroundings and crave a mountain cabin of lovely florals and plaids?  Will that look like home? Maybe...I should build something new and modern befitting "The New Kid" in town.

I don't know... and Waldo is not saying.


Anonymous said...

As long as you have a roof over your head, there is no reason to worry about that next home, or to hurry with your decisions regarding it. Besides, I think Waldo's shirt is rather cute.. no?

Ronda's Rants said...

We are blessed to have a roof over our heads :) and to have beautiful woods to walk...no worries...but not sure we are going to go with a Red and White house :)

Simone said...

Sounds like when you find home, you will know it for sure. Do you like Virginia? What brought you there?

I'm still finding my "home" here in Oregon. Things are new every day for me and then combine that with a new husband and bonus kids, new job and house....crazy happens!! But I'm wishing you the best!

ADVERSE! said...

waldo! i cant belive hes called waldo! hes WALLY over here lol.... im sure youll make it home no matter what colur house you live in xx