HOME – Oh the familiar!
We all have various definitions of what and where home is. It is often associated with a feeling of welcome, knowing and comfort where one can sure find refuge. I have had the opportunity to call 9 different locations home in the past 10 years (*no, I am not a military kid*) and have learned many lessons along the way: some great, others not so great times, and a few dreadful moments drizzled in between for good measure.
Born to a Jamaican mother, I made my appearance about 3 days after she landed in Trinidad. I migrated from the Caribbean island of Trinidad to the suburbs of Peachtree City, GA. From ‘burbs to the college dorms in East Point, GA to marry and be housed in a 1 bedroom rental town home that would temporarily house us till we moved to middle Georgia, Milledgeville, GA to be exact. This was right before our leap of faith to a 1200 sq. ft cape cod home in the quaint farm village of Kingston, NJ, returning to Georgia to do it all over again. I think I know a thing or two about home.
I have been blessed with the privilege of experiencing so many cultures and mores in my 30 years on this earth. Many memories created along the way. Many diverse friendships forged that I will treasure for a lifetime. I sure do love HOME. The 1st thing that came to my mind when prompted to produce a picture of HOME was this:
That smile and those eyes are home to me. In his embrace I am at home.
I am welcomed.
I am comforted.
I am known.
Wherever this journey called life takes us, I will always have my home with me…my husband, my best friend, lover, and muse – Wesley. So I dare proclaim:
“Don’t urge me to leave you or to turn back from you. Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people and your God my God.” – Ruth 1:16
*This post was originally created for The WordPress photo – a-day challenge.
Leave me a comment and let me know – What’s home to you?