My HOME reflects where I’ve been and what’s going on at the present. It has been a haven, nest and launching pad.
I write about my kids leaving HOME. I write about them coming HOME from college or returning HOME for break. I write about my life since the kids left HOME.
I still feel at HOME on Easton despite the kids’ absence. Rituals continue. Memories and stories remain. Family and friends come and go. Belongings come and go. It is ever-changing and yet remains the same.
Consider the following quotes about HOME:
“HOME is where the heart is.”
Few words stir such emotions and nostalgia. For some, HOME is associated with family or a town or country or an eternal destination. It goes beyond the often recited clichés. Consider the following quotes about HOME:
“HOME is where your wi-fi connects automatically.” (found on Pinterest with no attribution)
“We carry our HOMEs within us which enable us to fly.” ~John Cage
“HOME is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.” ~Robert Frost
“Where we love is HOME – HOME that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.” ~Oliver Wendell
“A house is not a HOME unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.” ~Benjamin Franklin
“The ache for HOME lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.” ~Maya Angelou
“HOME is where one starts from.” ~T.S. Eliot
“HOME is where somebody notices when you are no longer there.” ~Aleksandar Hemon
“HOME is where my habits have a habitat.” ~Fiona Apple
“Never make your HOME in a place. Make a HOME for yourself inside your own head. You’ll find what you need to furnish it – memory, friends you can trust, love of learning and other such things. That way, it will go with you wherever you journey.” ~Tad Williams
Do you have any favorite quotes about the hearth and fire of your lives?
Read more from Phoebe Wulliman Graber on her blog, In Momopause
Lisha Fink
Thursday 21st of November 2013
Mine would probably be the one from that clever girl, Dorothy, spoken as she clicked her heels together and dreamed of returning to the place she loved.
It became meaningful to me after Hurricane Katrina, when I faced the very real prospect of not being able to return to my previous home. I realized that HOME was not necessarily a building, but for me was definitely a place, my beloved NOLA.
That was when I learned that there really is no place like home.
Phoebe Wulliman Graber
Thursday 21st of November 2013
We experienced a flood a year or so after Katrina on a MUCH smaller scale, but we lost property and belongings. I tried to put our loss in perspective as I remembered the devastaion Katrina wrought. I can imagine (in a small way); how you must have felt!