Home Is Where Your Heart Is

…or some say home is where your story begins. In my case it is true. About your own personal story beginning at home I mean. Ironically enough I never had a home. We didn’t even own a house when I was growing up.  My parents were nomads. Like I said in one of my posts, our roots had been pulled out over and over again before they can even have a chance to settle and get hold. We never had a contingency to grow and flourish in a familiar soil. It is sad but true. C’est la vie.

Someone said to me that his home is me. It doesn’t matter where he is, as long as I am with him, he’s home. Sweet and romantic but I can’t pretend I understand. Like I said on the right sidebar of my blog page: if I could reach for something brilliant, that would be the home which been denied to me and the presence of the peace I’ve never known…



31 thoughts on “Home Is Where Your Heart Is”

  1. I like the pictures painted around the sidebars…

    In some ways home is over-rated. Yet I can understand the craving.

    Human were once all nomads. Walking all over our planet. Walking or on boats. Cities and towns are comparatively, a recent thing. It is said that farming gave rise to settlement. Now they are seeing that settlements came first.

    People of Ukraine area used to live in carts and follow the grain. The breadbasket of Europe. There are pyramids in Croatia. Maybe older than Egypt? Cheers Jamie.

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    1. I’ve never been to Idaho. The title of my blog is derived from the movie (with River Phoenix) with the same title. I Love River and I love the movie. It’s a metaphor for a lonely, loveless drifter who has no defense against a world that can take his money, his heart, and his life. Resonates strongly with me.

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  2. Hi, a really emotional piece of writing, and a reminder that we all have different experiences and perspectives. All have different things that are important, and that we strive to achieve, or feel. Take care of yourself, best wishes kathie


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