Home Wonders

There is only one place where I would rather be right now: home — wherever that is. Perhaps I’ll find one some day; or perhaps I’ll make one. Make one — that’s what I need; after all, the only way to have a nice place with all the things I like — love, friends, family, and God — is if I work hard to make that place a reality. So I’ll work my way towards this place that I can call home, even if it takes me my entire life. Even if it takes me a long time to find or build such a place, I know it will be worth it.

So, a home is a special place that is worth waiting for, but what is it that makes a home so especial? Could it be wealth? Maybe, but some people live very happily in very poor houses. So it’s not the place, and it’s not the money. Is it friends? Many people hate leaving with friends after a while; in fact, I do. Plus, friends truly do come and go. How about family, is that what makes one’s home a home? Well, as a kid, I hated my home, and as I grew older, my parents made it very clear that I did not have a home of my own. So no, a family is not enough. What about peace? Who doesn’t like parties. What about parties? Who doesn’t like peace every now and then. What about true love? Well, I hate to admit that being with the ones you love makes you feel at home, but I never felt like it was enough. I always needed more than just love. Somehow, a stable relationship with my loved ones was always necessary. Unluckily, the only person I ever had a close and good relationship with turned out to not be my ideal person, that is, the one. I couldn’t live with that person. Although I am still very much in love with that person, and that love is mutual, we know that we are not, ahem, compatible. Somehow, love just wasn’t enough to keep us together. So perhaps not even love is what makes a home this ideal place to live in.

Maybe homes move, are transformed and vary with time, and they are made up of moments in which one is truly happy. Like that first kiss, or first time, or great moment together with someone especial — aren’t those the moments that make you feel like you’re home? However, if a home is but an intermittent collection of special moments, then my idealistic beliefs of a home are not realistic. Perhaps a home is abstract enough to be eluded by definitions. And because a home is abstract, then having it requires the belief and idea that you have it, without being to prove so, somewhat like faith. And when there’s faith and love together, there’s God. That’s what I have always missed in my life: faith in God. Therefore, I wouldn’t know if having good relationships, a comfortable place to live in, friendships, love and family makes perfect sense as a home. I would not know if a home only made sense when you have faith in your home, faith in yourself, faith in your loved ones, and most importantly, love and faith in God. I wouldn’t know. I never had it all at the same time, only one or two components at a time. But somehow, I believe that it is a combination of all that, lived in moments, that makes up a home. So I’ll work hard until I can have all that together. Perhaps then, I will have a place and a time to call my home. Or at least, I’ll have a home at a time when I am very happy.

About Gabriel Mongefranco

Gabriel Mongefranco is your software developer for all things data: extraction, integration, analytics and security. He is also a blogger, a poet, a proud father and a faithful Christian. He is always eager to contract with faith-based nonprofits! Learn more.