Be The Person You Want To Come Home To

My chief New Year’s resolution is to be kinder and more hopeful…to be the person I want to come home to.

The mere thought quickly reels me in whenever I catch myself being pushy and demanding with someone whom I profess to love.

Let’s really examine it…what it truly means to aspire to this.

Who do you want to come home to?

What would they be like?

How would they treat you?

Acceptance comes to mind. Loving me despite my flaws and shortcomings. Welcoming my presence with open arms regardless of what I’ve done or failed to do.

I’d like to nestle in the heat of someone who’s warm…who feels like home no matter how long I’ve been away with a scent so familiar it calms me down with the gentleness of a favorite melody.

Caring, compassionate, comfortable…kind, good-natured with a heart that beats as one.

When I flip it…turning the task to me, I’d want to soothe rather than disrupt staying still during a crisis while judgement would never make it through my front door.

I think of this saint, I’ll choose to be, awaiting as he makes his way to me since I can already hear his footsteps alight coming up the walk.

As I hold my vigil beaming with light, he’ll know me for sure seeing his reflection resonating in my eyes blinking in awe back to him.

Who is the person you want to come home to?

Have you introduced yourself yet, so you too recognize him or her when they come knocking at your door?

Suit up…get ready…because the person you truly wish to be is just a heartbeat away.

Hear that?

Here he comes….images-65


This is my 750th essay.


About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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14 Responses to Be The Person You Want To Come Home To

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, that’s a great idea. Love this post. I always resolve to be a better person, but never thought of it as ‘the person I want to come home to’.


    • When you wrote about your Xmas, the hats filled with gifts…your kids…all the mirth and merriment, I recall thinking what a great marriage you must have to be that happy and willing to spread it around like joyful fertilizer. I think you are the person you want to come home to Skinny, already 🙂


  2. I think you just described Peanut…..who just happens to be cuddled in my lap while licking my foot. I can’t say I’ll be licking feet anytime soon, but I will certainly try my best to be more like Peanut this year. He doesn’t judge. He loves to love. He lives a simple life and he is happy.
    Great 750th essay!


  3. katecrimmins says:

    750 essays! Wow! Mostly I like to come home to non-judgmental cats who didn’t pop a hairball as a gift. Maybe Life with the Top Down has is there. Maybe we should aspire to be more like animals, living in the moment, forgiving easily.


  4. 750!!! What a way to start the new year! Great post… I am the hardest on myself and I know I often am not nice to come home to. Thanks for this challenge, I need to do this.


  5. MJ says:

    Happy New Year, Susannah, and congratulations on your 750th post! It’s a lovely one indeed, and reminds me of the “Prayer of St. Francis”. I come home to a canary who bursts into song the minute he sees me, no matter how late the hour. Even if I’ve had a godawful day, it makes me smile, and if was a good one, I laugh out loud. Now I’m grinning at the thought of how that kind of welcome would translate into human terms!


  6. pmahaney says:

    A wonderful New Year resolution and a very Happy New Year Susannah!


  7. That’s a great person to aim to be: the person you’d want to come home to. Congratulations on your 750th essay too. Quite an accomplishment. 🙂


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