What is home?
Home could be a lot of things. Is it a place? A storage unit? A gathering spot? A cafeteria? Being with family and friends? I’ve had the privilege of living in several different places in a few different states. This has helped me define what home isn’t.
I can tell you that while I was living in Iowa about a decade ago, home definitely was not where I was. It wasn’t where I wanted to put my feet up. Where I lived in Iowa, I wasn’t comfortable existing, which made it even more difficult to thrive.
In the summer of 2005, we got married and moved back to the Twin Cities. In 2006, we bought our first home and moved into Saint Paul, just blocks from the hospital where I was born. Is this home? Yes, for now. We actually really enjoy living here. We have a small house on a tiny lot, but it’s ours. When I’m home, I feel at peace. I can relax. Generally speaking, we live the life we want to live. Still, there’s something missing.
We’ve done more traveling this year than we have in a long time. We haven’t gone far, but we’ve gone in several different directions. When we visit someplace new, we look around and think about whether this place could be home to us. We are actively trying to define what home is going to look like in the next season of our lives. There are usually characteristics of the places we visit that are appealing to us. We’re compiling a list of these traits and hopefully they will lead us to our next rest stop. (If you’re interested in what we’re looking for, just ask in the comments section below.)
To me, home is what you make of it. When I visit my parents and in-laws, I feel at home. When I’m on the lake shore in the north woods, I feel at home. When I’m on my couch with a cat on my lap, I feel at home.
What does home mean to you? Is it about a place or is it about relationships? Is it a state of mind? Leave your comments below.