What does home mean to you? Is the place that you live your home, or is your “real” home somewhere else? For many people that may be the place where they grew up. Other people find everything that the word home stands for in a place in nature – the woods, or the ocean. For myself I feel that I’ve got two different homes. The first is in nature – the ocean does it for me. I could stay there forever, and at the risk of sounding insane, I hate to leave the ocean once I’ve actually gotten myself there. I’ve always wanted to live as close as I can get to the ocean, but so far, I’ve got to make do with living about one and a half hours away.
My second “home” is my family (specifically, my daughter). Whenever I’m with her I really do feel like I am home. I’m sure that it’s the feeling of absolute love and trust that makes me feel this way.
To talk about my “actual” home, it isn’t really set-up in a way that I would prefer, but it is still home, since this is where I’ve raised my children. We had “beach” parties in the family room in the middle of winter. I sat on the floor in the hallway outside my children’s rooms and read them The Lord of the Rings, Narnia, and a host of other books for years. We home schooled in the dining room, ate dinner together as a family every night in the kitchen, and watched movies in the living room. It may not be fancy, but it’s still home.
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