I can say from experience that I've thought of home in all the above ways...mixed emotions from a sometimes happy/sometimes abusive place...I've felt the joy, the happiness that was mine when I was a new wife, a new mother...the sadness and emptiness when love abandons that home.
Home isn't just a place..it's a feeling that fills your heart. Home is where you can close the door and keep the world from invading your space; the world can be rather rude sometimes and I'm sure we all have felt that from time to time.
Today, for me, home is my comfort place...my place for peace....listening to the rain, no other sounds..the rain is (for me anyway) healing. It's washing my world clean and new.
I think ET said it well
"Home is a most excellent place"
Dorothy also knew
"There's no place like home"
I'm so glad to see that your blogging. I'm not the best at it and post pictures mainly for the extended family.
ReplyDeleteI grew up with saying "Home is where your Heart is" So you were totally right when you said it was more than just a place. I look forward to reading your posts. I love the rain as well. There's nothing like a good thunderstorm.