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Are there many concepts of the word Home or are there many people who just don’t understand its meaning? I think, that, nowadays, people are getting further and further away from understanding what is really important in life. Our lifestyle, our jobs, the time we spend on everything else makes us forget what we want from life and from people. At the end of the day when we get back to the place we live, we don’t realize it may be to our home.
For me, “Home” is where I feel really good, where my heart is, where I can cry because someone wiil wipe away my tears, where I can fail because someone will lift me up and give me strength to try again, where I learn that I can’t climb too high too quickly because I will fall quicklier and harder.
But, the real concept of “Home” is learnt when you miss something or someone you didn’t think you would miss. I, once had a marriage that lasted only for two years, and there wasn’t one single day on those two years I felt I was Home. I understood the meaning of the word Home, when I divorced and got back to my mother’s house. There I could breath deeply, I could hear peace and I could feel love from everyone home. That love and feeling has always been there but I felt it only when I passed those two yaers without it. So, for me, the concept of Home it’s easy and simple. Home is where mjy family is, where my daugther is, where I can close my eyes and still trust in everyone around me.
You don’t have to be surrounded by lots of peolpe, family and friends to feel like Home, you just need to be surrounded by the right people to feel it.
To understand the meaning of “Home” all we have to do is stop for a minute and feel the sense of freedom, the silence of peace, the tranquility of rest and then you’ll know you’re HOME.