Home for Now: The Joy of Shelving my Suitcase

I happily returned my suitcase to my closet the other night. As I raised my arms over my head, stood up on tiptoe, and slid my bag onto the shelf, I smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. The joy I felt shelving my suitcase reminded me that being home is as important to me as travel. I need to pace myself so I can do both without getting tired of either one.

Shelved Suitcase
Suitcase: shelved … for now


I spent the better part of April and May on the road. I visited a long-time friend in Dallas, hung out in London for 10 days, and played hockey in Iceland and Phoenix. In between, I stopped by Chicago to squeeze in some work, skate with my local teams, and celebrate my birthday. It’s definitely been a whirlwind!

Spring 2017: Dallas, London, Iceland, Phoenix
Spring 2017: Dallas, London, Iceland, Phoenix


This is by no means a complaint about all the fantastic trips and experiences I’ve had over the past two months. It’s more of an expression of appreciation for having a home to return to.  

Summer in Chicago is so amazing that I want to spend as much time as I can here. It’s also nice to be in one familiar place for a while. I don’t have to live out of a suitcase; I know where everything is; this is my domain!

Though I enjoy being somewhat loosely anchored, the homebody side of me is definitely loving that I get to sleep in my own bed, cook in my own kitchen, watch my plants bloom, and host a “hockey house crawl” (like a progressive party) with my teammates.

(It also gives me some time to work through my backlog of post ideas and stories that I want to share from my trips, since I did a terrible job of posting from the road.)

Chicago lilacs
In between London and Iceland, I had a chance to enjoy the lilacs from my building’s tree


In any case, the feeling of relief I get from shelving my suitcase reinforces my belief in the entire premise on which Global at Heart is based.

Roaming around the world is awesome, but having a home is equally important to me. Every time I walk in my door, my little shoebox of a condo feels simultaneously new and familiar, which is somehow just as exciting to me as visiting different places. The pull of adventure is strong and stays with me when I’m at home, making my life feel richer than it would if I were living a completely nomadic life.


I won’t be on the ground for too long, however. I’ll be visiting my parents in Pennsylvania for a weekend in June and heading to New Orleans in July to celebrate my friend’s bachelorette party. These weekends away will be just enough to keep me from feeling too restless. The rest of the time, I’ll be making the most of Chicago.


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