The "home" question really resonates with me.
I live in a home I love in a place I cannot come at peace with. This place is not my home, no matter how hard I try, and how long I have tried for, it never feels like home, even though the house itself is lovey and I feel totally at my ease in it. Still there are some aspects of the place where this home is, that make me want to go away at times.
Then there is a home I share with my beloved. This home is full of light and positiveness, but I cannot stay there permanently, it's a sort of part-time home!
Then there is the childhood home, where I have had the luck of living for almost 30 years (as my parents left at a certain point, and it became my home), and that is still "home" in my heart.
Then there are places where I happen to live at times, in temporary shelters, but where I feel totally at home, because it's there that friends and true social life is.
So I'm split between different homes, the physical, the relational and the historical. Maybe I'll find peace and a reunion of all these aspects one day, but for now there is more than one place that I can call "home sweet home"!
I live in a home I love in a place I cannot come at peace with. This place is not my home, no matter how hard I try, and how long I have tried for, it never feels like home, even though the house itself is lovey and I feel totally at my ease in it. Still there are some aspects of the place where this home is, that make me want to go away at times.
Then there is a home I share with my beloved. This home is full of light and positiveness, but I cannot stay there permanently, it's a sort of part-time home!
Then there is the childhood home, where I have had the luck of living for almost 30 years (as my parents left at a certain point, and it became my home), and that is still "home" in my heart.
Then there are places where I happen to live at times, in temporary shelters, but where I feel totally at home, because it's there that friends and true social life is.
So I'm split between different homes, the physical, the relational and the historical. Maybe I'll find peace and a reunion of all these aspects one day, but for now there is more than one place that I can call "home sweet home"!
9 comments:
Wonderful post and so true. I used to commute between two cities for quite a long time and I still do in a way, so I know what it feels like to be torn apart. I've said it in an earlier posting: I have many homes, so in the end home isn't a certain place, but a feeling. I need certain people and things around to feel home.
I know exactly what you mean. Hugs.
Beautiful post, and the two first photos are great.
I understand where you are coming from. Home is more complicated that it appears.
I too understand what you mean. I still have not found that one place where both husband and I can truly call our home. I have carved out some homey spots in this house, but still it is not home. It is a good place to be for right now, but we still seek 'our home'.
i think it is wonderful that you can call so many places home !!
here is mine ... http://bonnie-simple-beauty.blogspot.com/2011/11/corner-view-home-sweet-home.html
They say home is where the heart is, and I think this is true for most of us.
(It would be nice to wear your heart outside the house as well, of course ;0)
Love that last shot.
Nicki
This really hit "home" with me as I've lived in many "temporary" homes over the years myself. I now have my own roots, but they are still young.
amazing multi layered post you've written there... it's keeping me guessing, but never mind. wherever i lay my hat, pops to mind, unexpectedly...
n♥
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