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facifuloptimist asked: Do you live in Chicago ?
I go to school in Chicago, so for most of the year I do.
While reading through one of my favorite blogs, Thought Catalog, I came across an article titled 50 Things Life Is Actually About and stumbled upon one that really stood out to me: “7. Having someone you consider home.”
Currently I live like a traveling nomad while also being in a long distance relationship. Born and raised in Oregon, attending school in Chicago, staying with various family members in between over the past year… Now that I’m home for the summer, it amazes me how much is does not feel like home anymore. Growing up my childhood house was always “home” but since I have been traveling around (and will not be stopping soon) it’s hard to view anywhere as home but rather just as a house that I am temporarily living in.
Back to number 7, “Having someone you can consider home”, just because I move around a lot now and will continue to, places don’t feel like “home”, people make it home. My home in Oregon doesn’t really feel like home anymore, it just feels like a house I know really well. But, my family being in that place make feel like “home”
It is an interesting concept and I guess I didn’t realize it until I experienced loosing the idea that my childhood home was just that, a place that I lived growing up. Most people my age still consider their homes actually home. But I like to think that home is wherever I have people that make a place home. People like my family and my boyfriend. It doesn’t matter where were at or how long we’ve been there, as long as I’m with them, it’s home.
I guess that is one major thing life is about, realizing that places don’t hold value, it’s the people and emotions you attach to those places that give them value.
Things that make me go hhhmmm…