I don’t like my house. I loved the house I had when we raised the boys. I LOVED that house, we all did, all of us. We think of it so often and have such good memories. Remember this? Remember that? We do it all the time. We had 3 nice bedrooms upstairs with bathroom. Nice wide open kitchen, dining room, living room and a big family room with bathroom. We all seemed to have all the space we needed.
The house we are in now and have lived in for the past 13 years is very small. It’s an old farmhouse but it’s on GREAT land. 80 glorious acres, all to us. We LOVE that part of living here but I feel bad that I hate my house. The upstairs is almost unusable with the roof the way it’s so sloped. The kitchen is okay if nobody is here. The living room is huge, but it’s the only room we have and when all of us are here, it seems small. The wonderful people who lived here before us did add on but I still wonder why they did it they way they did. One big living room and one big bedroom. There is no privacy for anyone. If we have company, we have the one living room.
Don’t people say when you get older, it’s just the two of you? You don’t need room. Well, we used to have two boys. Now we have two boys, two daughters and 3 wonderful grandchildren so why do people downsize when the family numbers go up???
I got a little off track……sorry
So we have all heard things like “Home is where the heart is” and “Home sweet home” or “Home is where you hang your hat” but I’m left to wonder what that means? When you say your “going home,” does that mean the “dwelling you live in?” Or is home where you grew up? Your childhood home? I’ve heard people say they were “going home” to visit parents or grandparents. So, do we have two homes? The home we live in and the home we grew up in??
I spent every summer of my life, 3 months every summer from the time I was 6 months old until I was 17, with my dad’s family. My grandparents and my dad’s whole family lived in a little town in southern Manitoba and he wanted us to know them so that’s why we stayed there and those memories are pretty much the best memories I have of my childhood. My “home” memories are pretty much at that “house” and with those people. My childhood home isn’t in our family anymore and my grandparents “house” in now one of my cousins so that “home” is still kind of there.
What is your “home?” Is “home where your heart is?”