43 Sheridan Ave, Metuchen, NJ 08840

When I think “home,” I think of the house that I grew up in. We moved in 1967, but to me it’s still home. In fact, that’s it, in the picture.

But you can’t go back: not in a fallen world, you can’t. Would you believe the taxes on it are almost $9,000 a year? That’s what we call Blue State taxes. And I won’t even tell you what it sells for. You wouldn’t believe me.

And anyhow, although the house still stands, my mother’s multifloribunda rose hedge is gone, the playground is gone, the woods is gone, and all the nice people and dogs and cats that I grew up with, they’re gone, too. Even if I could get back to my old bedroom, when I looked out the window, any window, everything would be different.

Nine thousand bucks in taxes. Every year.

No, you can’t go back. But we can and do go on. “In my father’s house are many mansions,” Jesus tells us. One of them is already set aside for you. I want to look out through that bedroom window! Is that my Grandpa coming up the walk? Is that my uncle’s car coming down the street?

I do believe it is.

About leeduigon

I have lived in Metuchen, NJ, all my life. I have been married to my wife Patricia since 1977. I am a former newspaper editor and reporter. I was also the owner-operator of my own small business for several years. I wrote various novels and short stories published during 1980s and 1990s. I am a long-time student of judo and Japanese swordsmanship (kenjutsu). I also play chess, basketball, and military and sports simulations. View all posts by leeduigon

6 responses to “Home

  • UnKnowable

    Some fifteen years ago I took a trip back to my old neighborhood and spent the night in a motel within a half mile of my boyhood home. That night there was a horizontal snow storm and I laid in bed watching the snow streak past a house I had seen virtually every day of my childhood. It was a very comforting moment for me and I hope to duplicate the experience again soon.

    The prices of homes and taxes levied are beyond imagination. I am currently held prisoner by home prices. I bought a house well before the real estate collapse and prices have never recovered. The place where I want to live is priced beyond any reasonable reach and certainly not a mortgage I would want to take on this late in my working life.

    It’s all an illusion. These prices cannot hold forever and if there’s a washout of the market some of these homes could drop precipitously in value.

    But you are right on the mark. Our Creator will take matters into His hands and provide something much, much better.


  • Lisa Evanoff

    I so love this…..what a picture you paint of heaven.


  • marlene

    I’m just wondering why today you are thinking of your mansion in heaven and of seeing Grandpa and uncle again… But of course, it’s none of my business.


  • Erlene

    If it weren’t for the Lord’s plans, and for the knowledge that HE CAN make them happen, it would be very depressing. By the way, your house pic closely resembles that of one of my aunt’s and uncle’s. I loved going there
    as a kid.


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