What is home to you?

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Home was where my parents were until I got married. Then home was where my DH was and I also called my parents place where I grew up home. They moved from that house into another home and DH and I started a family so home is where my immediate family all live now and not my parents house anymore.
 
I carry my home within me. Where ever I am is home. I have with me my children and grandchildren, my brothers and sister, my friends. If home is where the heart is, then I am always home.

This makes it very difficult when someone asks for my permanent address as I have had some 22 addresses in 31 years. God has made me a vagabond.

I have tried to love those whom God has placed in my life at each stage of my journey. That’s all I can do. I make my home where ever I am.

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I’ve been out of my parents’ home for almost 40 years now, and both of them are long dead. It’s kind of fun to go back and look at that tiny little bungalow and remember my entire childhood, but it’s an artifact, not "home.

That city was home for 30 years, and I still know it quite well, but it’s no longer “home.” I haven’t lived there for 23 years.

Home was the house my sons grew up in, until 3 years ago when we moved to this house. I felt like an exile for 2 years, because all my sons’ experiences took place in the previous house. I guess this is home now, although I still have boxes to go through. Still getting used to the format and starting all over with renovation, etc.

I’m definitely HOME in Texas, though. Every time I leave and return, especially by plane, I smile and smile as we land. I’d let out a “Whoop” but I’m afraid I’d frighten my fellow passengers.

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What a fascinating question.

Home is where I live, of course… that’s about all I can say in reply to the OP’s question. Then again, home to me is where love is… where I can find love and nourishment for my soul. Home is sanctuary.

I am becoming more aware that for many people they don’t have a place that feels like ‘home’. I’m surprised by this and also a bit troubled and saddened by it. It doesn’t seem right. I wonder if this effect is from materialism, or the fact that many mothers work now and so neglect those things that make a home feel like a home. This sort of thinking that a woman needs to work and is worthless unless she does kind of contributes to the lack of caring for those needs of a household. Its disturbing to me as a woman. Making a home I think is a part of my being, yet the world throws this away as unnecessary and even silly.

You can live out of any ol’ cave, but a house is not a home until someone makes it one.
 
Where the people I love are, that’s home. We’ve moved 12 times in our marriage. Had some great houses but where the family is, that’s home.
 
AnneElizabeth said:
What a fascinating question.

Home is where I live, of course… that’s about all I can say in reply to the OP’s question. Then again, home to me is where love is… where I can find love and nourishment for my soul. Home is sanctuary.

I am becoming more aware that for many people they don’t have a place that feels like ‘home’. I’m surprised by this and also a bit troubled and saddened by it. It doesn’t seem right. I wonder if this effect is from materialism, or the fact that many mothers work now and so neglect those things that make a home feel like a home. This sort of thinking that a woman needs to work and is worthless unless she does kind of contributes to the lack of caring for those needs of a household. Its disturbing to me as a woman. Making a home I think is a part of my being, yet the world throws this away as unnecessary and even silly.

You can live out of any ol’ cave, but a house is not a home until someone makes it one.
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👍 agree 1,000%! I do think the people who have grown up in day care probably don’t have the same concept of “home” as those of us who had a more traditional upbringing. I say “traditional” but it is actually outdated, now.

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aicirt said:
Where the people I love are, that’s home. We’ve moved 12 times in our marriage. Had some great houses but where the family is, that’s home.
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This is what I would have said if you had not already said it! 🙂

All of our family live in another state, as did my parents when they were alive. That was home. Now, my home is here with my family. And yet, we still say we are going home when we go visit family. We do the drive-bys of the houses we grew up in. You are right TRJ, they are not home anymore, the people we love are not there. But where they are now is home.
 
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