Aside from loving and being loved, I guess there’s nothing more warm and comfortable than what they call as “feeling at home.” When I was young, I used to associate that emotion with literally being with my family in our very own home. A place that belongs to us and we can call as our own. But later in life, I have started to associate it with the emotion I feel when I am with friends, and other people I love. I’ve realized that being and feeling at home does not necessarily involve a place — rather it involves people and the feeling of being at ease with them. But of course, I can’t deny the fact that I am most comfortable when I am literally at home, sleeping in my own bed, sitting in our couch, eating in our family’s dining table, cooking in our kitchen, and most of all doing all my bathroom vanities. Even the simple washing of my face and brushing my teeth in the morning does not feel so comfy when I am using the sinks of other people. when I look at the mirror it feels a little strange. I also have a hard time adjusting when it comes to nature’s call and I have to do it somewhere else. It sometimes takes a day or so before my system finally gives in to its need. Crazy but true. However, emotionally, I feel at home simply by being with the people who matters most to me and whom I treat special and treats me just the same.
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