In a few short days, the movers will be coming and toting my belongings a hundred miles south and a bit east of here and I will be starting life in a new place. My zip code is changing, my rent is going up, and I've still got to sign up at a new gym. There is sadness in leaving, but as the time inches closer, I find myself anticipating this change, feeling expectant even. Hopeful. Wondering what might be waiting for me in this new place.
As I contemplate the change, I am also wondering what things will make this new place become home for me, as opposed to being simply a place that I live. Will it be home to me when all my things are there, when the now-empty condo space fills with the objects and memorabilia I've acquired over the years? Will new friends and roommates make it home? Or will I find home beyond the red front door: new friends, new routines, new paths to traverse on a daily basis?
Perhaps it will be some combination of all these things and others that I cannot anticipate.
So I'm asking you, my friends, because I want to know: what makes it home for you?
front door photo by kirsten.michelle