Tuesday, April 9, 2013

H is for Home

Having moved around a bit, the concept of home is sometimes lost on me. People will ask me where I'm from, but I can never answer the question easily. Yes, I could easily answer with where I live or with what school I go to, but that isn't really where I'm from.

I don't feel like I have much of home, but truth is, that doesn't bother me. I want to not only see the world, I want to live in it. And if that means sacrificing the idea of having a home, that is alright. Cause, maybe truly, being homeless lets me be free.

H is for Haven't Had Enough - Marianas Trench

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  1. UnknownApril 9, 2013 at 6:44 AM

    Home is where the heart is... Or at least that is what they say. I guess the important thing is to have a home within you.

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  2. Barbara In CaneyheadApril 9, 2013 at 10:49 AM

    My daughter bought me a night shirt the other day that says "Home is where mom is." Kind of a paraphrase of the old "home is where your heart is" thing. So, home can take on all kinds of meanings. - Barbara
    Life & Faith in Caneyhead

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  3. LiApril 9, 2013 at 5:37 PM

    Home can be a place of security, but it can also be very limiting. I admire those who pull up stakes and go wherever life takes them!

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  4. Anthony JApril 10, 2013 at 3:40 AM

    I absolutely relate to that, a few years ago I came to Chester the minute i stepped out of the train station it simply felt like home, sadly it is not a permanent feeling, but you will get it when you least expect it :)

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