Where we love is home – home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts. – Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Home: I grew up in the same little house my whole childhood. We explored the creek that ran through the back yard, catching frogs and fireflies. We drew on the walls and climbed through the windows. Dad built us a playset which we called Fort Ticonderoga because we liked the way it sounded. Our pets are buried there. We knew all of the neighbors, who were just like family.
We had to sell it when my mom died. I had barely graduated from college. My youngest brother was barely 16. The neighbor bought the house and did the sort of updates one does. I drove by several years ago when I was visiting family. It’s our house, but not. You can’t go home again.
Home: My grandparents bought their home in the late 1970s. They had always lived in a small trailer, following construction jobs. Their house had a finished basement and a full two floors, which was just enough to cram every cousin, aunt, and uncle during the best summers. We’d laugh, play, make homemade ice cream, stay up too late. My grandparents helped raise me. Their house was the last bit of Ohio that made me feel like I still had a piece of me that belonged. My grandma has Alzheimer’s and has been in an assisted care facility for a while now. The house was just sold to help pay for her care. The necessary is heartbreaking. You can’t go home again.
Home: Cincinnati, OH. DePauw University. Champaign-Urbana, IL. Richmond, VA. Longwood University. I miss those places and the people I love from each place. I miss my favorite restaurants and museums.
Home: My beautiful home in Greenville, NC, with my amazing husband, dog, and five cats. I arrived home after visiting friends for a brief weekend in Richmond, and while I had a really nice time, and was reminded how much I miss Richmond, there’s nothing quite like coming home. Home is so many things. Memories. Heartache. Happiness.
It’s true you can’t return to the homes of memories, but it’s also true home is where you make it – home always has a future.