As a kid, I thought home was where you lived all your life. I couldn’t imagine home being anywhere, but Brookfield, WI. It was pretty much all I knew growing up. As an adult, I moved a lot. I was never in the same home for more than 1 year, I moved to Virginia and my parents moved away from Brookfield, WI which I thought meant that I would never really feel at home anywhere anymore.
But that was not the case. I felt at home in my parent’s new home in a new city. I felt at home in my new husband’s parent’s house. I felt at home at all of our family functions. I felt at home in each of the homes that my husband and I lived in (and we lived in a lot of them). And then my husband got a new job and we moved to Brookfield, WI from Virginia. Yes, I was really going home.
But that was not the case! I didn’t feel at home there because all of our family was now back in Virginia. That was when I discovered that home is where the people are that love and support me unconditionally. It has nothing to do with the city or the building.
And now that I have 4 kids of my own, I hope that my kids feel that no matter where I am or what house I’m in, they will feel at home.
This post is my contest entry for the new movie, Away We Go.

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