Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Home

What is home? For you who still live with mom and dad, maybe its just a place where you can sleep and take rest at the end of your days.
Then why we called home 'a home'? Maybe its because the person who invented the term 'home' had realized the meaning of home.
For me, a home is where my heart belong to. Home refers to person or people. In a simple way, home is the people I love and I wanna be with. Having a home makes my days brighter, because I know they wanna hear about my days, and I wanna hear about theirs too. Maybe telling the stories behind our day make it brighter and somehow we are waiting for another adventure day can give so we have something new to be shared with the people we love.
I start to believe that having a home is one of God greatest blessing. Home is a place where I can fully be myself. I thank God for having great parents who can accept me as I am. Yeah, we used to think that parents gonna accept us because they are parents. I don't see it that simple, but still don't really know why. Maybe its about loving and being loved.
So, when we find a stranger who can accept us as we are and patiently stay with us, i called it "The Magic of Life". When you find your significance other, don't ever take him/her for granted, don't take that 'Magic' for granted and think that you will easily find another person even for seconds, because we are not that great that everybody gonna accept us as we are. I'm telling you, yes you, the one who are reading this. I failed once to learn about the existence of  'The Magic of Life' and still have to failed once again to realize that I shouldn't take that 'Magic of Life' for granted. When that person left, I just realized that I had lost one of my home.
Warmth and security are the keys of home. For years, my family was all i need, until dad had to work in other city and all my sisters went to university. I hate to fight with my sisters, I need them as my home. I was hurt, when one of them said that her home isn't mom, dad, me and my two other sisters anymore, now its her husband. Yes, she is married. I just cant accept the fact that she has found a person to call home. I hate it, when the others don't really wanna go home. I hate to accept that they have another life without me as one of their important character in their daily stories.

So, now I realize, when I said I miss home its simply means I miss mom, dad, and my sisters in one home packaged with the warmth and security. But, people do changes. Now, all I can do is hold on to memories, moments when we were together. My sisters aren't always nice, but I miss them when they are not around.
Now I miss my house, because now home seems too good to be true. House, a place where I can live with all those memories and.... slowly die of loneliness. (Hahaha)
Maybe that's a part of growing up, learning how to deal with loneliness. I think everybody has to taste loneliness at least for once, so when somebody comes to our life, we will thank God for sending him/her.

Maybe there's time when no one can accept you as you are, maybe there's time when no one can accept your changes, and maybe there's time when no one seems can understand you. Believe me, you can go through it. Because I know some people who did and still do. God wont ever give us something more than what we can handle.

Communities you see everyday are full of people hiding behind mask, afraid of rejection, but are trying to interact with each other. That's why we feel weary, and need a home, a place (or even person) where we can leave all the mask and be the real us, telling our feelings without judgements. As I typing this post, I know I haven't be a good home yet. I'm dying trying to be.

After reading this, please give a hug to your home, person or people who can accept you as you are, who will always forgive you, and be there for you. Because you have to tell them that they are precious, needed and loved.

Once again, sorry for my bad grammar. I'm still trying my best.
Thanks for reading and don't forget to give a hug to your home. Say thanks to them/him/her for giving you a home!

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