Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home

Daily Prompt: There’s No Place Like Home
by michelle w. on July 20, 2013

If you had the opportunity to live a nomadic life, traveling from place to place, would you do it? Do you need a home base? What makes a place “home” to you?

I was moved around quite a bit as a child; not the whole family, usually just my mom leaving my dad. She would load the car and stick me in, and my brother when he came along, and off we went usually to my grandparents house. We would stay there until my dad would come making his promises and talk my mom into coming back home.
A couple of times we did move closer to my grandparents, but that wouldn’t last long, and we would move back to Oneonta. My dad finally bought a house and we stayed put, until my little brother was killed. After that, we moved back close to my grandparents and stayed there until I got married.
Home, to me, is where my loved ones are, a place I can relax and be myself.
I have no desire to live a nomadic life, maybe when I was younger, but I’m settled now and work on providing a stable base of fun, happiness, and love for my husband and I, as well as our three daughters and their families. Love my grandchildren!

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  1. I like having an anchor where important events happened. My son’s handprints are in the concrete by the sun room steps, two beloved dogs are buried in the back yard with memorials, cuttings from the flowering shrubs of a grandmother, mother, and aunt are blooming and thriving. Perhaps it’s a southern thing, but home feels like a string pulling me back. But that being said, I love to wander and travel is a favorite hobby.

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  2. As I don’t like flying on an aeroplane, I don’t want to travel far. I tend to go on holiday in the UK. There are loads of wonderful places to visit in the UK. Although London is my favourite place because it’s my vibe. I enjoy being fast and busy as I find it relaxing. The tube journey is mostly relaxing.

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      1. Most people find it stressful. I felt like falling asleep waiting for the tube apart from when it was delayed, because then I was eager to get to my destination. The time before that I went to London, in June, the Tube had problems and one was cancelled and it took me about an hour and a half longer to get to my hotel. That was a pain. It was just before midnight that I arrived at my hotel in East Ham, down some side road and it was not obvious where it was so I had to ask someone. Luckily there was a business guy staying at the same hotel as me and he walked with me.

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  3. I also like living where I live. I have the Quayside near me, that is a five minute walk. I have a town near me and it’s twenty minutes to walk into the city centre. The best of 3 worlds. The house I live in, is cosy. And my landlord lets me have guineapigs.

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  4. What I hear in your post is a great awareness of a shift in your perspective. Have you ever wondered how such shifts take place? For me, it occurs from a change in our priorities of life.As we grow older, the compass needle of our mind starts moving from experiential to a more emotive space.As this happens, our lifestyle and priorities also shift.

    Great post!

    Shakti

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