Mar 23 2008
There Is No Place Like Home
As I flipped through the channels last night, one of my favorite movies in the whole world was just ending. As you can probably guess from the title of this post, it was The Wizard of Oz. I watched the last few minutes of it where Dorothy clicks her heels and wants to be home once again.
Sometimes, life’s journey takes us away from that one place we consider home. I know for me, the one thing that was able to take me away was meeting Tom. I loaded up my stuff, quit a good job, and waved goodbye to everything I knew. However, three years later almost to the date, I was back home again.
For me, home isn’t a building, it is a community that is filled with familiar people, places, events, and yes at times even some really strange occurrences. It is seeing the place I first went to school and getting ice cream from the same ice cream stand that I did years ago. Home is the place I fought with my brothers and then kept their secrets from my parents. Home is where I rode my first horse, drove my first car, and danced at my first prom.
I am fortunate in that circumstances allowed me to return home and in that I have a husband that was willing to move to this tiny town where he knew nobody if that was what made me happy. Sometimes, I wish I had more money and then I look around me and see how very rich I already am. I would love to hear what home is to you even if for some reason you have to be away from it for awhile.
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I’ve had kind of the opposite experience, but that’s probably because I grew up in a very rural area. Instead, I feel like where I live now is more home to me than where I grew up. I think that is because I had more of a hand in building it, from choosing the woman I married, creating the child we have, and selecting the house we bought and the community in which we live. I suspect that every person will be different in how they define “home”.
-Allen