When you think of "home" what do you think of?

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Oh Gosh! For me there is home as a child and home as what I have created now for my own family.

As a child, home for me was Mum, Dad and brothers and sisters. A feeling of security and love. Now, I need to say here that Dad was the provider and Mum was the one who showed soooo much love. We didn't have a lot of money back then. I was born in 1965! There were 5 kids and Dad was the main provider. My darling, lovely mum would do her best to make birthdays, Easter, Christmas and any set time so special. She was then and still is the most amazing woman. She is 81 years old now and as some of you know, we were so close to losing her last year. I cannot bear to think of life without my beautiful, caring Mum, yet I know it will happen some day. Only for my children, I wish I could go before her so I don't have to feel her loss. She is "home" to me.

The "home" I have created for my own family is similar to what my Mum created for me and my siblings. I love my family so much. I am known as "mother hen!" I love my family to come home to the smell of cooking. That is very important to me. I actually enjoy the cold winter months and my family coming home to lamps lit, heat on and the smell of home cooked food. Even my furry friends get their blankets heated. Heat is very important to me. I want anyone who visits me to feel warm and comfortable. I cannot do enough for anyone who visits my home. It's always tea, coffee or something I have baked. I just love when someone who visits me just doesn't want to leave. It's the greatest compliment I could ever get.
 
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When I think of home I remember my mum, my dad and my older brother.
My dad is the provider for the family too and my mum is the most amazing and loving women ever!
When I was a child I was really attached to my mum and spent most of my schooling days crying because I wanted to go home to be with my mum.
We have a small family, my mum is a very clever lady and always tried her best to make me and my brother get into uni and get degrees to live a stable life, we didn't have much money either but then my dad got a really good job and was earning a really high income so our life was near perfect and simple. Few years after that my dad was having psychosis scenes, it was really Scary for my brother and mum, few months after that he was diagnosed with schizophrenia, he was hospitalised in a mental hospital for a few months and was put on medication, he couldn't work for a few years after that so we were living off benefits, as soon as I turned 14 I knew I wanted to drop out of school because I wanted to make my life better, when I turned 15 I started a hairdressing apprenticeship and stuck to it for almost 2years, I didn't like where I worked so I finally had the guts to quit, after that I trained in spray tanning, hair extensions and waxing. Since then I've had part time jobs and etc but this year I set up my own business, I'm doing few other beauty certificates in this month and in January I'm going back to finish my hairdressing course and my salon will be set up a few months into 2014.
I'm now 19 years young and I thrive success! I still live at home and it's still hard for my parents but I try to help out when I can hopefully I can help a little more as soon as my home salon is set up!
Well there's what I think of home :D
 
Hmm home to me is definitely where my mom and dad are! I have lived with my boyfriend for past few months so here is home to but my real home until I have children is definitely mommy an daddy's haha. I used to love playing in the snow with my brother and 2 sisters and coming indoors an my mom would of put the fire on made us all hot chocolate with marshmallows an I used to sit as close as I could to her an link her arm and put my feet under her leg to get my feet warm haha :) me an my mom are closer then me and anyone else in my family and we are so alike we end up annoying each other when we spend to much time together haha. But yeh home is mommy an daddy's but I'm sure it will change slightly when I have a child of my own :) x
 
Read my post on what foods do you miss and you'll get the picture.
 
Home to me is my nans bungalow. I lived with my mum all my childhood but my dad left at 3 and we were struggling money wise so It was always just cold and not homely. But my nans I loved! Shes the best nan, tucks you in, keeps you warm and always wants to feed you. I loved it when we went there or she had me for the night. It was all just warm, safe and comfy.. My mum still sees my nans as home and shes 54!
 
My kids are in their 20's. When they come home, especially after a night out, if it is Winter there will always be a hot water bottle in their beds and their bedside lamps turned on.
 
Home to me is my mum, dad & brother and my cat. Also, my best friend and more recently my sister-in-law and my soon to be niece or nephew.

Family is what home is about to me.
 
Home for me was when I was a child, living with mum, dad and my brother and sister, in a small village in the countryside. Had a lovely pony called Bobbie, hens, cats, dogs, rabbits.

Mum baked homemade bread, pastries and other goodies. Dad worked hard to keep the house going. Mum and dad had evening jobs also tutoring to pay the mortgage.

So much security, so much love, happy days, lovely memories.:D
 
We were a tight pack or so i thought until my dad met someone else and she called me up and told me never to call him again, he's not your family anymore, he's married to me now, she said, we all got several calls from her and each one more cruel than the one before, my dad didnt have a clue, either that or he just carried on calling us regardless i have to say i became a bit of a lost soul after that, also an adrenaline junkie, i was great fun to be with, had loads of friends.
Im like you now Tonicj with the house always warm and hot cooked meals for my son coming home, he is so wrapped up in love. Ive never taken on a partner, i just raised him myself, i think at the back of my mind im always scared incase someone does to my son what what my dads new family did to me
My dad passed away and the church service was full of strangers, i cant begin to describe how that felt.
 
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Home to me is where my son is :) xxx

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As I have spent more of my life with my husband 'home' for me will always be our first house with my babies and with two newly married teenagers.
An old Scottish estate house with no heating, coal fire, tiny kitchen, big old Victorian bath with trees all around. In the winter the windows were frozen in the inside and we couldn't get out of the front door due to snow.

Makes me smile at how idyllic and simple life was then not so much now.

I don't look that fondly back to my younger years staying with my mum, dad, sister & brother.
 
Home to me is my Mam & Dads old place in town, it was a 1888 old conservation house in town & it was huge. There was us 5 girls, plus my niece & nephew & my parents & you could go the whole day without seeing anyone. With so many of us in one house, it was spacious! My parents both worked & was never there much, but I love that house & still do even though they sold it when they split 9 years ago.

I now live in a old farm house & I'm surrounded by fields, I have no neighbours either. Just my partner & I, with our little girl & our crazy dogs. Since having my little girl, this house has turned into a home, but still doesnt seem my home yet. I think it maybe the fact I've lived her for 8 years & I've only been able to redecorate 2 rooms. My little girl is the 4th generation, on her Dads side, to have lived in this house & my other half doesn't like change. I've started to now enjoy cooking which we eat in front of our open fire 💖 I want that loving home for my little girl. And Christmas down here is beautiful when the trees and fields are turned white with frost, but when it snows we are stuck 😉
 
Growing up both my mum and dad worked so we could have a good childhood but that came at a cost of not seeing much of them. We always had dinner that my mum had cooked at the table. My dad worked hard and loved his two girls but he was a bit lazy with the housework, since my mum worked she looked at him to do the same around the house. She literally was superwoman and watching her do everything inspired me and I always look up to my mum now I'm a mum. Hopefully our work ethic will rub off on my little girl!
We were a typical family, went on holiday every year and got spoilt at christmas, we had freedom and felt safe in our house/neighbourhood. We had lovely grandparents who we saw regularly which is another thing I feel is important. That's what looking back made me happy and thankful to my mum and dad. Hopefully my little girl will feel the same when she gets older
 
It's funny because my childhood home which I moved out if when I was 16 to move to Manchester is always in my dream. I was gutted about selling the house and really didn't want to go but we had to move because of my mums job. Every time I dream I'm at home or in a house it's always that one every time!
 
Thats weird because when I think of home, I think of Guildford the town, where I was brought up. I dont think of family, as my mother died when I was 12 and my dad was distant from me, not a close relationship at all, he was always working or abroad and I was either at boarding school or defending for myself.
 
an aeroplane or car
 

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