If home is where the heart is, then I have a few homes…
As Mike and I continue to casually look for a future house to raise a family in, I can’t help but wonder a million different things, including, where do I feel at most “home”, or where can I. I moved a lot in my 20’s, and by a lot, I mean A LOT. Friends and family used to call me a nomad, I just liked trying new places, and nothing ever truly felt like “home”. In fact, I’ve only felt a security of home probably twice in my life…..The first being my parents’ farm. I didn’t grow up out in the country living of Blairstown, NJ, but it feels more homey toe me, then my childhood town. In a busy world, the town and their farm bring me a feeling of peace and belonging . It’s magic.
The other place without question, was Lake Hopatcong. I had the pleasure of living there for a few years ON the lake, I was spoiled rotten…..but I had always loved it even beforehand. I loved watching families share happiness on their boats, swimming in the water, dining at the local beautiful spots, living the “lake life” way. When I was there, I felt connected to nature, I felt home.
Of course renting is different then owning, so both of the homes I lived on were on the lake. I doubt I’ll ever be able to own a lakefront home, but it was a fun ride while it lasted. I fell in love on the lake….
I found and still find, inner peace. There is NOTHING better then being surrounded by nature. Will we end up by a lake and take our children on kayak trips, boating adventures, paddleboards oh my? Or will we find land in a country town where we can have privacy and seclusion, and maybe a few quads?! Only time will tell where we eventually land, but it sure is nice to dream along the journey.
“Home is wherever I’m with you..”
What made you choose your hometown? What makes you feel, at home?
Namaste, and Rock On!