I like this picture of home in the palm of our hands, since a home is something built as much as it is something found. We may feel at home in a certain place, but that sensation without fail boils down to those people still inhabiting that space, those that built it for you or with you, or those memories a loved one who had once shared that home has left behind. We could as easily feel at home encircled in the arms of a beloved or surrounded by a closely bonded group of friends.
And occasionally, home is the place that waits to welcome us once we find our way back.
Totally agree. . it's the people that make a home, who you can share with, relax with and just be yourself. Great take on the prompt. xx
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lizzie - people are, unlike places, not interchangeable.
DeleteI couldn't agree more. Hence my post on why the house I grew up in is no longer my home. :D
ReplyDeleteExactly - "home" isn't defined by when or how long someone lived there. Thanks for commenting!
DeleteThe home prompt has brought out beautiful stories and heartfelt memories, lovely x.
ReplyDeleteIt did - some people had really wonderful posts :-)
DeleteHome is definitely a state of heart rather than a specific place. Great picture!
ReplyDeleteLinda
Yes, Terri chose a good one!
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