I’m in the process of moving house. We’ve been visiting the new house over the weekend, but we haven’t moved any furniture in yet. During our errands, my housemate said “let’s go home”, and it...
I’m in the process of moving house. We’ve been visiting the new house over the weekend, but we haven’t moved any furniture in yet.
During our errands, my housemate said “let’s go home”, and it took me a moment to realise that he was referring to the new house. He was being slightly facetious, but it made me think. That new house obviously isn’t “home” yet, but when will it be “home”?
I realised there are two answers for me: a functional one and a psychological one.
The functional answer for me is “home is where the bed is”. The day after I’ve moved my bed into the new house and have slept there overnight is the day I’ll refer to it as my home (as in “let’s go home”).
The psychological answer is that it will feel like my home when I’m comfortable walking through the house in the middle of the night in bare feet – when I know the place well enough to walk around in the dark without anything to protect me from danger. I have to have lived in a place for a while for it to feel like home.
So… what makes a place “home” for you? When you move into a new house or apartment or condo or tent or treehouse, what makes it feel like “home”? What’s that moment when you know that this house is now a home?