A REAL HOME is a playground. Beware of the house where no
rough-housing is allowed and no cries of glee are heard.
A REAL HOME is a workshop. Pity the child who is unfamiliar with
wrenches and hammers, knitting needles, thread, screwdrivers and saws.
A REAL HOME is a forum. Honest, open discussion of life’s great
problems belongs originally and primarily in the family circle.
A REAL HOME is a secret society. Loyalty to one’s family should mean
keeping silent on things that are the family’s business and no one else’s.
A REAL HOME is cooperative. Households flourish in peace when the
interest of each is the interest of all.
A REAL HOME is a school. Many of life’s most important and lasting
lessons are learned here, both early in life and later on.
A REAL HOME is a temple, where people are loved and respected
and where life is appreciated, in the recognition that life in all its parts is
a gift of God, with our family being our personal and most precious gift.
Is your home, A REAL HOME?
I wish I could answer that question without hurting anyone, myself included.