{"id":21,"date":"2015-04-16T23:27:00","date_gmt":"2015-04-16T23:27:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2015-11-10T03:43:31","modified_gmt":"2015-11-10T03:43:31","slug":"im-home","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beckypalmer.me\/?p=21","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m Home"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Are you going home for (insert name of holiday here)?&#8221; \u00a0It&#8217;s a pretty common question asked of those of us who don&#8217;t currently live within a stone&#8217;s throw of the house they grew up in.<\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><a style=\"clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;\" href=\"http:\/\/beckypalmer.thecomputerguy.bz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/04\/home.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/beckypalmer.thecomputerguy.bz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/04\/home.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"166\" border=\"0\" \/><\/a>What is &#8220;home&#8221;?<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Nine years ago my husband and I got married and I moved in with him. \u00a0We live in the house he grew up in with his mother. \u00a0He&#8217;s lived here a good portion of his life. \u00a0He likes to joke that he likes living here because he can find the bathroom in the dark. I think it&#8217;s pretty safe to say this is home to him.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>But, last weekend we had the opportunity to see the newly- remodeled interior of the house my husband&#8217;s father and step-mom lived in for 40 years. \u00a0While he never lived there full time he spent an awful lot of time there as a child and as an adult. It was a second home. \u00a0He shared a lot of great memories with the new homeowners and we are so thankful that they allowed us to come poke around their stuff for a while. \u00a0As we were leaving it felt good. \u00a0It felt like closure. \u00a0That house is someone else&#8217;s home now.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>\n<p>My parents do still live in the house I grew up in. \u00a0On occasion I do spend the night there. \u00a0 But that house isn&#8217;t home to me anymore. \u00a0It&#8217;s my mom and dad&#8217;s house now. \u00a0I sleep on the couch now. \u00a0You don&#8217;t sleep on the couch at home- at least not very often I hope.<\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>\u00a0To some people home will always be the house or the town or the neighborhood they grew up in. \u00a0For me I guess it really is true that &#8220;Home is where the Heart Is&#8221;. \u00a0For me, home is where I am right now. \u00a0 My home is where my stuff is. \u00a0And I wouldn&#8217;t want to be anywhere else.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Are you going home for (insert name of holiday here)?&#8221; \u00a0It&#8217;s a pretty common question asked of those of us who don&#8217;t currently live within a stone&#8217;s throw of the house they grew up in. 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