Wednesday, April 05, 2006
A Home is a House
My yoga teacher spoke today about how she just moved into a new apartment. She said that as much as she would like to do a complete paint job and get all new furniture, and a new this and a new that, that she could just as easily light a candle and have some wine, put on some music, hang out with her boyfriend, and that all these things made a house a home. A home truly is who you surround yourself with (friends, family, loved ones, etc.) and is not about designer this and the latest in that. We've all heard it before - you don't take your possessions with you when you die, and yet somehow they always seem so important to us-sometimes more important then the people in our lives. My husband and I live in a small one bedroom and are hoping to one day have a house, but it doesn't make or break us. What "makes us" is talking about our day together, going for walks and to the movies, making decisions together, celebrating birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, and all the rest. When we first dated, we jokingly talked aspired to kitchen islands the way some people talked about travel - dream jobs - even children. This is part of what brought us together, but not what keeps us together now. We know that someday we'll have our house, but until then, these four walls are home. Look at who you are living with, and then you'll know that your home, no matter where you live, is your house.