Shared Thoughts of 4 Former English Students

You know, this has been something on my mind off and on for many of my "adult" years. I have had some pretty distinct segments of time in places that could represent my "home" in a physical sense of the word. My parents don't live in the same house or city that I grew up in or ever really lived in with them. So for my formative years 0-13, I lived in the rural KS countryside near Cherokee. It was a great childhood really, full of playing in the woods and listening to the trees and swimming almost every day in the summertime. Then in high school we moved to my grandparent's old house on the highway in Frontenac (Parkview Drive). Then when I went away to college my parents moved to Missouri, where they live now. So, home in this sense isn't a place I can physically go back to - only in my mind. Although my parent's house in MO does have some "home" elements to it.

In my own life I have moved around quite a bit and found home to be wherever I am and there are people around I love. Sure there are things that make me feel more like myself and therefore more like home, which is the rustling of leaves, the sunset, swimming underwater and closing the world out, allowing myself to just be me. Yet, these things follow us. I used to be obsessed with the saying "if I lived here this would be home." Perhaps that was just my sad quote.

Right now I am falling asleep so I guess I need place/bed to make like home and be cozy. More comments to follow.

love ya

sc :)