Safe at home

I love the idea of this weeks HR Carnival and I just cant pass it up.  Safe at home can mean so many things to so many people and each one is different. Here’s whats on my mind when I think about Safe At Home.

When I originally read the idea I thought about the office, naturally.  Specifically how when you are content and comfortable in a job, it kind of feels like home, it makes leaving a great employer that much harder.  So when you leave and consider going back, it’s like going home to be safe. Safe where you know how things work, you know where the notebooks are stored, and can get to the drink machine in your sleep.  Sometimes it’s better to not be safe at home in that context; get out, spread your wings and fly, so to speak.

I also thought about traveling for the job. Safe at home in that context is a longing to be at home where your life is, where your loved ones are, where your home is.  Hotel rooms are lonely, cold, and smell funny. Traveling sucks. Enough said.

But today, as I sit on the couch I think safe at home and think about family.  I think about my husband laughing at something our cat did or something goofy that I said. I think about making up words that mean something to only us. I think about the smell of bacon on a Saturday morning.  And it makes me smile.

Safe at home is a feeling you have deep down in yourself. It’s comfort, its warm, it’s a place you know without a shadow of doubt is where you can be yourself and not be judged.  You can make suggestions for new benefits, suggest off the wall solutions for problems, dress up as the EVP for halloween and have him laugh at it. Home it’s a place you can make a fool of yourself just because, a place where seeing you with a grape jelly jar on your head is not out of the ordinary, it’s a place where you can cry until your laughing, and laugh until you cry and still be loved.

Those are my thoughts on safe at home.  What does home feel like for you?