What makes a home?

Published on 09 May 2009 by oorbz in Life Live

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I periodically check online to see if my old flat has been let yet.  I moved to this house (the third time that I have lived here now!) with three months on the lease of the flat left to run.  So I have a vested interest in checking whether the old place has been let yet, as it means I am let off the hook and don’t have to pay double rent. The flat has been vacant for nearly two months.  I can’t understand why in that time somebody hasn’t jumped at it.  Granted, I moved out early and there were reasons for that, but nothing that would influence a new tenant.  It’s actually quite a cosy place and has a lot of potential/options for the person moving in to make their own mark on it – set it out how they want and make it a real home. Which got me to thinking – what does make somewhere a home?   Lately, more than ever before, I have been very much aware of “vibes” or energy or something that lingers in a place, and hovers all around us every day.   As I said, I have lived in this house three times now, and each time has felt different.  I suppose it depends on the energy that I have brought with me to a place.  I used to share this house with the owner, a good friend of mine.  First time around I was her lodger, fresh from college and excited to have my own place to lay my head, albeit just a second bedroom in her house.  But I made it mine and I was so happy here. The second time I was returning from a troubled relationship – I had been living with someone for six months and that just didn’t work out.  So I brought back a different energy.   The energy here had shifted too, so it didn’t feel quite like that first time. But now, this time around, I have very much come back home.   I have the house to myself now as I have taken it on.  My friend has moved away and there is little left of her energy, or presence.   I have made this home so different to when I lived here in the past, although of course the rooms are still the same – some of the decoration is even the same, but now it feels so much like my home, and I am glad to be here.

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