Monday, 27 April 2009

Home Sweet Home

So this last weekend I went down to St. George to visit my family and take some things down because I'm going to be moving home for the summer. My parents just barely bought a new house and had moved in the week before so when I got down there I showed up at the new house. When I walked in they pretty much had everything in its place, besides a few shelves and what not that my mom wanted an opinion on, and to my surprise I automatically felt at home. I was thinking that when I first got down there it would be weird driving to a new house and having things be totally different but it wasn't. I didn't have to adjust to anything (besides finding food in the kitchen!! haha) because it still felt like home. After thinking about this I realized how much family can make new situations and places seem comfortable. Family connections and relationships is what makes a house a loving and welcoming home. Life can be tough at times but all the experiences we have are so important because we can grow and mature from them, but in the end it's always comforting to know that there is home to go to where you are loved and supported no matter what (and moms home cooking is always a plus!!).
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  1. Valerie Elsewhere28 April 2009 at 11:30

    I've lived in a lot of places; 6 different states and 10 different houses. So when people ask where I'm from the answer is always where my family is. Which means for now that home is West Jordan, Utah but when my parents move to Arizona this summer that will be home and it's just that simple. Because just like the cliche says "home is where the heart is".

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  2. Rachel1 May 2009 at 16:26

    People and relationships makes up everything about your home, even if it's not family. When I got home the day Megan moved out(when she let to go to her home in St. George) I remember coming home to a dark empty apartment. Besides a few things missing there wasn't much that had changed in my apartment. But it just felt different and sad because Megan wasn't there and I didn't have anyone to talk to anyone. After sitting around for a day I started going crazy and so I had to pack up and go to my home in West Jordan. It was just crazy how in a matter of hours of Megan moving out my apartment had changed so much!

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