Home

We just watched a documentary on the "tiny home" movement on Netflix called "Tiny."  It chronicles a man building a tiny home and interviewing people who have chosen to live that life.  I haven't really given much thought to tiny homes, and by tiny I mean less than 200 square feet, especially now that we have 2 kids and their stuff alone would fill at least 500 feet (I'm sure).

One of the main themes of the movie was about the concept of home.  Identifying home was always easy for me because I grew up in the same town for my entire life, up until college.  I know that is my home because that's where my roots are, my family, my history.

The question that haunts me though, is where will my children call home?  Can your home be a place you haven't lived in for more than 10 years?  Is home where you currently are, even if you've only been there a few months?  How about, home is where the people you love are.  But what if they are all over the country?  This idea of home quickly becomes complex and complicated.

The guy in the movie had been in a military family and so lived everywhere but his family always took trips out to the west during the summers.  He said that the deserts of the west made him feel at home.  I never had the experience of having to choose a place to be home, my always just was.

I thought that we would call Logan home.  We've lived here (on and off) for the better part of a decade but the time has come once again to move along and it feels permanent this time.  We are leaving Utah and don't forsee returning.  That is a bit scary because this is been my home for so long.

So I guess my definition of home will change.  Perhaps home will be where my husband is.  Or where I've worked to build a life and friends.  I'm not sure. 

What's your definition of home?