Let's explore the meaning of home. Sometimes i think that home is where the people who love you are. If this is the case, then home could be several places. If home is in fact where there are people who love you, then getting up and leaving would be extremely painful. Especially if you move to school, and then back to family, and then back to school and what not. When i first moved out, i started thinking that home is where the church is. No matter where one goes, one can always find Christ's people; people like them who have the same goals. Or, perhaps, home is in the mind. Maybe its all in the memories and the people you keep alive in your heart. Most likely, its a combination of all of these.
Better question. When one feels a bit lost and home sick, should they make a home and receive comfort from that? Even if they know that it is only temporary and they will have to leave and it will be heart breaking. or is it better to just suffer through it so that there will be no breaking hearts in the end? Is it really better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all? Is it really? Maybe C.S. Lewis said it best.
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will certainly be wronged and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it in tacked you must give your heart to no one not even an animal. Wrap it carefully around with hobbies and little luxuries. Avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket of selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become un-breakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The only place out side of heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers of love, is hell.”
- C.S. Lewis
Can this be applied to home? maybe that's just it. maybe love is home. which is dangerous because love will always bring pain. But isn't home supposed to be a safe place from all of that? maybe home is more peace than it is love...
anyway, rambling. Thoughts, questions, comments, concerns, feelings, emotional outburst of any sort? I'd love to hear them.
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Home is where you let go. Home is where you recuperate from the rest of the world. Home is peace AND love, because the two go together. Because you've spent eighteen years in one home with people you have unconditional relationships with, that is a strong, solid home. But you can have looser homes, mini-homes, as well. Anywhere you're comfortable. I'm pretty darn at home in libraries and bookstores. I'm not perfectly at home in my apartment, but my room is mine! and solely mine. And it's a lovely thing. Your room, since you don't have a roommate, can be precisely what you make it, full of the things you love and need. Home is a state of mind. Be comfortable with yourself, stop doubting yourself, and live. Sometimes you will get hurt: but the more you tense yourself, the more things hurt. Did you know, if you can relax your muscles, tickling effects you far less? It's hard, and it's taking a risk, but it's okay. And your parent's home, your friends and family, are always willing to help you after you've been hurt. You'll never loose ALL of your homes. Relax. Breathe. Stop thinking. Keep moving forward.
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Do you think C.S. Lewis is talking about the same love as Richter here^? Emotional attachment hurts. Love heals. Love ALWAYS heals. Sometimes you forget what heals, like how burns on your arm will disappear over time, but the result of the love is still there.
Jeff ;)
But don't love and emotional attachment go together?
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