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What Home Means to Me
For a long time, when I thought of home, I meant the actual house. Of course, this was in my twenties.
Home was the place I went to after a night of partying to get some rest and do it all over again the next night. Yeah, I had some fun in my twenties.
Home was also very often the place where I ran in to change clothes before going somewhere else to meet up with friends. Home housed my “stuff.”
Today, home is something different to me. Home has a whole new meaning to me as a wife and mother.
My home is where my children and husband are. My home is a safe haven where my children can play, any of my friends and family can come into and where I feel most comfortable.
My home is no longer a house. My home is a state of mind. A state of mind where there is peace except when the kids are fighting, tranquility (after the kids go to bed when my husband and I relax out on our back deck) and very often chaoas (the kind where the kids and dog are running through the house at ‘full steam ahead').
My home is a wonderful place to be. You should stop by someday, if you get the chance but not in a crazy, stalkerish, looking in my window sort of way.
Great post. Your right when your younger you think differently about home then you do when you have a family of your own. Stopping by from Harriet’s Comment Challenge
I’d rather have a home than a house. 🙂 It really feels right that a family will have something that they can call home. It is more of bonding than structure.:)
How do we enter the contest? I’m sorry if it’s clear (and right in front of my face). If so, I’m missing it. :p
Try this link:
http://www.twittermoms.com/profiles/blogs/away-we-go-blogging-contest
It should have all of the information to enter the contest. Good luck!
Sorry, wrong link.
Try this: http://www.twittermoms.com/forum/topics/away-we-go-contest-tell-us#
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Home is where the heart is…in a castle or in a cardboard box. It is where you find love. Home sweet Home. I enjoy your blog. Keep up the great work!
That was a lovely posting about your current concept of home.
We’re still working on making our new house feel like a home, it’s starting to.
My kids just starting saying that they want to see that movie.
thanks for the great post that is so true
As a military brat, I learned a long time ago that home isn’t a place, it is the people in the place.
Cute, Cute picture of the children on daddy! Precious memories.
A house for sure isnt a home all the time!
Its funny, we have lived in this house we are in for almost 20 years. For the first 10 years we kept thinking we werent staying (we didnt like the neighborhood) and treated it like a house. Now it is our home.
Great piggyback pic!