Homeness

April 11, 2017

In our experience with amazing people from all backgrounds and at all stages we've noticed a few common threads. We've found that while not everyone has a house, everyone has an idea of what home is. We've also found that no matter where we are in life, we each hold on to a special joyous memory that makes us think of home. We've been asking this question around for a while now and thought it was time to share some of the great stories we've heard. 

 

"When I think of home, I think of my family all gathered at my Grannie's house to celebrate the holidays. Whether it be the Fourth of July, Thanksgiving or Christmas, we always bring food and have a great time sharing a meal together around her dining room table. After the main meal, there is always an amazing dessert to top it off! When all the eating is done, we sit around and visit or go hangout on the chairs outside her back porch. This is my memory of home, family getting together, loving each other." - Hannah W.

"What is home? I don't know, probably before I became an adult. Probably in my younger days. Probably teenage years. It was good people, good friends. You know, you got to play. You're still learning. Got to grow together with people. I guess specifically for me, home was when I made the basketball team. We all had tryouts and went to the gym to see who made the team. You know, I didn't think I was going to make it and then I saw my name. That was a good feeling. That's when I felt at home." - Clifton

"For me, home absolutely is my mother. I remember when I went to college from Tokyo to Hawaii. Leaving her was awful and I would just cherish her letters. My mother was my world and unfortunately she passed away at 57. Every time I was with my mother I felt at home. I'd had major surgery and told her not to come. Yet, there she was with my brother. When I woke up I asked, "Do I have all my parts? Are they working?" and she said "Yes.” She came back and stayed with me for seven days while I was recuperating and it was the most glorious time we ever had. When she went home at the end of that week, she died of a massive heart attack. In all her time on earth, I never heard her say a negative thing about anyone. For me, wherever my mother was, home was. I feel that my daughter and I have that kind of relationship." - Helen

"You know when you hear something or smell something and for a moment you're somewhere else? That pretty much happens to me every time I hear the song 'Lights' by Journey. I guess I didn't really realize it at first but whenever I hear that song... well I'm home. Why? My mom is a big Journey fan. As in, if Steve Perry performs anywhere in the United States she will be there. I know it may not seem like that makes sense but pretty much from the time I could talk, she'd play 'Lights' and sing along with me. Apparently it was my favorite song when I was younger and even though I don't exactly sing it all the time now... when I hear it, I'm home. No matter where I am." - Grayson

"The summer before my final year of college I was lucky enough to take a trip to Israel. On my last night in Tel Aviv, I made my way to the beach and sat listening to the waves for over an hour. It was a sound and a view I had dreamt of experiencing, yet somehow I found myself thinking, "it would be just as beautiful to stare at the water in the swimming pool at home if it meant my mom was sitting here next to me." I learned in that moment that people matter more than experiences and locations. It was also the moment I realized that I wouldn't have to get in the car and drive to our house before I could say I was home -- all I had to do was hug my mom." - Hannah L.

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