Today, I’m giving thanks for home. Some say that home is where the heart is. Others, that home is where you hang your hat. Some people’s homes are huge mansions, some view home as the clothes that they wear on their back. In college, many of us travel home with our laundry bags bulging. As young adults, we might live in apartments scattered all across the country, but home is still that little bedroom tucked away at our parent’s house. As we get older, many of us will eventually buy our first houses and work feverishly to turn them into homes.
For me, home is a funny thing. I never really established any firm roots growing up or in early adulthood. I lived my early years in an apartment complex. We moved across the country when I was 12. My home from high school was sold after I went to college and my parents left the country on a government assignment. In truth, since moving from my childhood home, I have lived in my present house for longer than anywhere else. Like I said, home is a funny thing.
What is most important to me is setting roots for my kids and helping them to have a firmer concept of what home is and can be. I want them to be able to think of us as home, wherever we might live, and I hope that they pass on to their children the idea that there is always a home for them to come back to.
Are you giving thanks for home this month? How do you define “home”? Leave me a comment and make sure you follow along and see what else I’m giving thanks for.