The Meaning of Home
Home is a warm, loving, safe place where you can relax and feel secure. It is a place where nothing bad seems to bother you. It is the good feeling that saves you from stress. Home is that nice bed with warm blankets. It’s not necessarily a house or structure, but the one thing you most desire when things are rough. Home is the place you go after a long, stressful day.
If you don’t have a home, then think. Where would you go? What do hold dear to you? What makes you forget about your worries and problems? What have you kept for so long because it is special beyond compare? That is what your home is.
Home is whatever matters to you. You take it along for the ride. It is the joy, peace, sadness, happiness, longing for freedom or that desire for a single place or thing. It is what you believe. It is anything you want it to be.
I find this as a great example: E.T. is the story of someone who lost his home, he became homesick. E.T.’s home was with his family. He only got better when he knew his family didn’t forget about him.
I have seen people deliberately ignore homeless people, not caring whether they are there or not. I once saw a homeless man in Ottawa on the street. He looked very sad. All he had was his dog, himself, and his shopping cart that he slept in. I find this very depressing. And to think that even wild animals are not without a home, yet sophisticated, intelligent, capable people can still be homeless.
To end it off, think about the following sentence. When was the last time you helped someone? You can always improve.