DailyThought #50 - Home & Moving

Home is a beautiful thing. It is comfortable, familiar, and foundational in our character. Home is where we raise ourselves families and start our ventures. Home can be hard to be in, but it is also hard to leave. And every time you return, the memories of who you were mix with the person you have become, and you smile.

Home is different for everyone, it may be where you were born or, maybe, where you wish you were born. But home is something every person has. The place we chose to call home is a personalized, beautiful blend of environment and people.

I don’t know where I want to build a family or call home, but I know I want to smell the breeze in the morning and see the stars at night. I want to wake up in the morning, wave at my neighbors, then go home to a warmly lit house at night. I know this because I have moved to a place where the air smells of gasoline and the stars are masked by the lights of a million buildings. I have moved to a place where not everyone waves back and my window stays bright from the street lights. But I am glad I was there to smell the smell and watch the view. I am glad I was there to wave to myself and write under the light casted by the street lights.

Moving is necessary to truly believe you have found your home. Not only can say you have seen others’ homes, but by seeing them, you can attest to their beauty or your indifference. Moving makes tolerable people. Moving exposes us to different fruits from different trees and different people from different cultures.

Then, when we return home, we take with us pieces from other peoples’ homes, and that’s beautiful. We are allowed to pick and choose what we do and do not like from those homes, and add them to our own. Only then, we can be a part of the change, or lack of change, we want to see in our own homes.

Shoutout my friend, Banks, for the idea.

Georgia On My Mind by Ray Charles