PHOTOGABBLE // BLOG POST

Homesick.

February 11th, 2008

I have one question for you to answer, how can someone feel homesick when they are home? The only answer I can give for this question, itself questions our definition of home and of course home is “where the heart is” but what does that mean? It is an interesting thing to ponder, we all make homes for ourselves, many leave those homes when they reach a certain age and make a home for themselves but don’t each of us have a strong connection with that home which we where brought up in? I could never understand why people got home sick, I myself was quite happy out and about traveling and seeing how other people lived. I am an avid people watcher and while a lot of human behavior is understood as I myself posses similar manorisms I could never understand homesickness. I think I do now, and it also answers my questioning of what makes a home. A home is indeed where your heart is, but what if your heart is split between two places? With all your friends in one location and the one you love and your family in another. How do you make sense of the confliction between wanting to stay and wanting to leave? I do sometimes feel homesick, I am not saying it’s due to the aforementioned, its more a tugging missing of people rather than a particular place and in my case I bounce about from location to location enough to make sure I get to see everyone I miss. I suppose for those who suffer from homesickness all the time I have been given a taste of your conflict. I do not envy you for what you go through, but on the other hand I am happy in the knowledge that to feel homesick you have to care for people, or is it a selfish emotion? I don’t know, however it does make me feel better to think that  it does mean I care. For once certain emotions make sense, I guess you have to feel first to be able to understand second.

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Tags: feelings, homesick, love, mush