I’m doing a little research and I’ve read what the dictionary has to say. What is ‘home’? Tell me your definition.
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December 28, 2013
I’m doing a little research and I’ve read what the dictionary has to say. What is ‘home’? Tell me your definition.
My Eclectic Life 
Dec 28, 2013 @ 12:53:33
Unfortunately, I don’t have a quick answer for this one. It’s funny you should ask really. I just started writing an article a few days ago about the word “home” and how it changed after my parents’ divorce. Maybe I will send the article your way once it’s finished. Be well.
Dec 28, 2013 @ 18:33:43
I would love to see your article Sarah. I want to read more about the concept of home. I’m really enjoying the things blog readers and FB friends are saying in response to this question.
Dec 28, 2013 @ 13:40:59
Home to me is the place where you are always welcome, where you feel loved and safe. I’ve yet to find it, but have not lost hope.
Dec 28, 2013 @ 14:43:44
I have two definitions of “home”…
1. Home for me is whenever I am with someone I love.
2. Home is, also, where I long/desire to be.
And both revolve around loving someone.
I can be in a house, a motel room, a tent, a car…if someone I love is with me, I feel like I am home. Or if that person is away from me…”home” is my longing to be where they are.
Does any of this make sense?
I left the house I grew up in (the only house I ever knew at that age) when I was 17 years old…and I went out on my own. Whenever I came back to that house I had mixed feelings…because I had mixed (good bad and ugly) memories tied to that house.
I’ve really liked and enjoyed some of the places I’ve lived after the age of 17…and I settle into houses quickly, feel content and want to stay…but I’ve never developed an emotional tie to any house. A house is just a building…a dwelling…something that can fall down, burn down, be sold, etc.
For me, HOME is ALL about the people who were present in a house…my kids, friends, family…if anyone I love has been in a house that’s what made the house HOME to me. 🙂
Well, I’ve more to say…but that is basics. Ha. My comment is longer than your post.
HUGS!!!
🙂
Dec 28, 2013 @ 15:02:37
I’d like to think home is where I’m happy. But I’ve never had that, and I doubt I will any time soon. Maybe by the time I’m 40 I’ll have found my home.
Dec 28, 2013 @ 15:15:45
Home is where my heart is, so it’s largely internal. I have been at home everywhere from the house in which I grew to a moving, cross-country van.
Dec 28, 2013 @ 18:39:35
Home to me is, where you can put your legs on a table and relax and enjoy companionship.
Dec 28, 2013 @ 20:02:46
Home is the place I return to at the end of the day. It represents safety, serenity, relaxation, alone or with others, It’s a place where I can feel that all’s right with the world. But it’s more than a place — it’s a feeling, it’s an attitude, it’s enjoyed with or without others. It’s a place that I’ve made my own.
Dec 29, 2013 @ 20:09:48
Nice.
Dec 29, 2013 @ 18:07:10
Home is where I can be and am loved anyway. It is where I can sit in my jammies all day and be comfortable.
It is my space where no one can come in unless invited.
I am safe here and have what I and hubby need, not what society, or other people think we need.
Home is safe, warm and filled with people I love.
Also home is where I feel comfortable enough to fart with out judgement.
Dec 29, 2013 @ 18:10:25
snort. the farting is important. 🙂
Dec 30, 2013 @ 09:36:17
A safe place to fart is definitely important
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Dec 31, 2013 @ 19:48:01
Oh yes farting is important.
Dec 31, 2013 @ 19:48:14
sure is!!<:)
Dec 30, 2013 @ 09:37:40
Thank you all for you thoughtful comments. As I continue to define and redefine what ‘home’ means in my current life, I’ll probably be writing a blog and including some of your comments. Thank you so much! hugs