Temporary Home - Carrie Underwood

Last night when I was driving down to school, I changed the music channel on my radio. I was getting bored with what I had been listening to and flipped it over to one of the country xm stations. Carrie Underwood's new song came on the radio and the lyrics really hit me. I listened to them and thought of how each situation is one that a social worker would interact with. The first verse is about a little boy who is in the foster care system, the second verse is about a homeless mom with her kids, and the last verse is about an elderly man who is in his last days of life. All of these are part of the social work system. Foster Care workers, Homeless shelter workers or a worker who helps homeless people get back up on their feet, and then hospice care, nursing home workers. As a social worker we need to see how we can help better our clients and the people we interact with on an every day basis.

Thought I would share the video and the lyrics of this song for you to sit and think about.

Temporary Home Lyrics

Little boy, 6 years old
A little too used to bein' alone
Another new mom and dad,another school
Another house that'll never be home
When people ask him how he likes this place
He looks up and says with a smile upon his face

"This is my temporary home
It's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through
This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know this is my
Temporary Home."

Young mom on her own
She needs a little help got nowhere to go
She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out
Because a half-way house will never be a home
At night she whispers to her baby girl
Someday we'll find a place here in this world

"This is our temporary home
It's not where we belong
Windows and rooms that we're passin' through
This is just a stop, on the way to where we're going
I'm not afraid because I know this is our
Temporary Home."

Old man, hospital bed
The room is filled with people he loves
And he whispers don't cry for me
I'll see you all someday
He looks up and says "I can see God's face."

"This is my temporary Home
It's not where I belong
Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through
This was just a stop,on the way To where I'm going
I'm not afraid because I know this was
My temporary home."

This is our temporary home