I'm back in Ottawa. Ottawa I always saw Ottawa as my home because how could I see anywhere else as home when this has been where I have spent my life. Yeah, Montreal is a city I have a lot of history with and always felt 'home like' there, but no Ottawa was home. I know understand that Ottawa was never home. Ottawa is the place I live and because I have lived here my entire life you assume it's home.
I think 'home' should be defined. I just proved my point to myself! I have had a misconception of what home means...The definition of home is: A place where one lives; a residence. Or a variety of similar explantions.
Now my definition of home; a feeling of being confident with my surroundings, be it a place, people in my life,
Home relates to the individual and the feelings they have. If you are not happy
Home is a place where you can make your life what you want it to be. Because you are in an environment where your body, mind and spirit is congruent with your ambitions.
In Ottawa, I feel I can't accomplish anything. In Vancouver, I can accomplish everything...I can go above and beyond and accomplish more than I thought I could. Realizations I would never be able to have if I'm not home. Home is a place where I can be what I want to be.
Talk about some unorganized thoughts, I struggle with finding the right words to explain myself and what I want. At times, like above I start then stop and try again. I was thinking I would omit those trains of thought that went nowhere but why would I? They are a part of the process to get me where I am now.
Just like life, you cannot erase the past, it is there and you build from it.
No comments:
Post a Comment