As I am a young woman who lives here and there and sometimes all over the place home is not something that I associate with a specific house, building or a place. That’s how my life has always been, my parents have been divorced for as long as I can remember and even before that so that’s how my entire childhood has been like. Today, I spend most of my time at my dad’s house or with my boyfriend in his apartment but I still do not consider any of those places to be my true home. Home is not something concrete, it’s a feeling. A situation which brings the feeling of home is when I’m surrounded by friends and/or family and we’re just really having a good time, having a good time! (I can’t get it out of my head! Seriously, today my language has consisted of song lyrics and lines from song-lyrics all day and I can’t stop it!).
That was a side-track but one of the situations which always brings the feeling of home to me is when I arrange dinners or evening-parties for my friends. I love to arrange dinners, set the table, cook and then just wait with excitement for my friends to arrive so that the dinner and evening can begin.
This photograph is from one of my latest dinner-parties which was also one of the best ones so far. It’s so abstract for me to explain but this is one of the few situations when I really feel like home. People usually say “there’s no place like home” but in my opinion its more like “there’s no feeling like home”.
(This is my contribution to the Weekly Photo Challange by dailypost, which is great for people like me who try to update the blog as often as possible but often gets stuck in my own words, you should check it out if you recognise yourself or if you’re just interested)
