Home

Home is where all these damned cats are very sweet. It's also where I don't have to wear pants. It's where my scrapbooks are, where I can sit with all my memories and the rest of the world can't reach them. It's where my hibiscus grow and all my shoes are in every closet and there are 3 different styles of coffee makers on the kitchen counter and my art is everywhere, like some eclectic museum of myself. I believe a feeling of home comes from being comfortable, at peace& a feeling of belonging. As of yet I've never truly felt “at home” anywhere because I never really feel like I belong (not having genetic family) but it doesn't stop me from making my physical dwelling into a space that looks like, feels like, etc what I'd call home. In essence home is where your heart is. Home for me is where I feel most comfortable. I don’t feel the need to have to pretend to be myself, I can be me, freely and without judgment. Home is where the people are that you love the most. Home doesn’t necessarily have to be a specific place and it doesn’t necessarily have to stay a specific place. Saying a person feels like home means that wherever they are is where you feel most comfortable, where you want to be. Its not a word, its a feeling. You can feel it when it comes to your parents, your siblings, your soulmate, your favorite place or anything else. It varies for all of us. Sometimes the soothing affection of any person can make you feel like home. Sometimes being in a group of your genetic relations can not make you calm and feel like this. So, in my view home is a soothing, calming, relaxing feeling in vicissitudes of life.