There’s no Place Like Home…

Home. What is home? Is it a place? A feeling? A word? I found myself thinking a few times this week, “I need to get home!” In this sense I am referring to “home” as in, “where I grew up”. My dad underwent knee surgery, tomorrow is my mom’s birthday, and I haven’t been “home” since August. Did I mention it has been under ZERO degrees “feel like” temperature in DC this week. Yeah, I am dreaming of warmer weather too for sure!

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This “home” (where I grew up), is a place that I haven’t lived since I was 18– that is over 13 years ago. As an adult, will I always refer to it as “home”? What if my parents move, will it still be home? I hear people all the time say, “I’m going home for the holidays”, or “I can’t wait to go home to see my family”. These are all adults, people with their own “homes” and their own families. Which makes me wonder- where is “home” for people who traveled their whole life? Or my friends from other countries who are now US citizens. Do they consider both their home country and the US their home?

While traveling on our honeymoon adventure for 2 months through Asia, I had many people ask me if I got homesick. The answer is easily- no. I never once got homesick. I enjoyed every minute and was so enthralled with what we were doing and experiencing.

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I also feel very “at home” whenever and wherever I am with my husband. Moving to DC from FL made us find a new “home” together. I love where we live, the friends we have made, and I do indeed consider it “home” also. I can also find the feeling of “home” in a phone call, emailing convo, or dinner date with one of my best friends.

There is something comforting about the word and the feeling “home”. When I work PRN at the nursing home, all the patients want to do is “get home”. People in their 80’s , 90’s who could care less about current events or the latest fashions- they just want to go home! My active duty patients who are going to be deployed, just want to return home!

So I suppose “home” has many meanings- a place, a time, a person or people. I suppose one can have many “homes” at once.  Perhaps home really is “where the heart is”.

Okay, that is enough of my philosophical side for this blog post. Speaking of home though, I made a delicious and “homey” recipe this week- perfect for cold winter days. Hubby loved it! Link to recipe below. Yum!! Tip: make sure to really let the grits cook for awhile and simmer so they aren’t clumpy.

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http://www.blueapron.com/recipes/seared-hanger-steak-with-black-eyed-pea-collard-green-stew-cheddar-serrano-grits

Looking forward to the weekend and seeing our friends’ new “home”. Also, looking forward to seeing my family at my other “home” in FL next week. That means warm weather- which means bathing suits and shorts! Definitely working out tomorrow 🙂  Here is another workout I love- great 10 minute shoulder routine!

And now I am going to enjoy staying ” home” with hubs and the cats tonight, enjoying some wine and dateline 🙂

-<3 Kinz