The late Catholic sage, Henri Nouwen, once wrote, "Home is the place or space where we do not have to be afraid but can let go of our defenses and be free: free from worries, free from tensions, free from pressures. Home is where we can laugh and cry, embrace and dance, sleep long and dream quietly, eat, read, play, watch the fire, listen to music, and be with a friend."
Obviously Henri wasn't trying to raise three teenage boys. As my wife and I try to create a home, we realize how difficult it is to try to keep five lives together, or at least moving in the same direction. The whole problem with moving in the same direction is that the boys fight for the right to set their direction. Freedom is what they long for. But they want freedom from reponsibility ... and at times, from the parents. The freedom they want resists our attempts at creating home. And as we attempt to create home we sometimes, sadly end up with something much different.
Is this why we all feel so tired?