with Lynne and Leslie

Five Minute Friday: Visiting home, and having home visit

by SweetMidlife

I no longer feel like a visitor in my own home.

Leslie here! Our word for the day is “Visit.” Here goes!

Go.

I am a transplant in South Florida, a place that is often said to have no natives, which is dumb and arrogant on the part of the transplants, because somebody’s getting born in those hospitals. Anyway, I’m often asked “Where are you from?” with the assumption that I am originally from somewhere else. And I am a native Baltimorean by way of Pennsylvania. For years that was my identity, to the point where even though my mail was delivered here, I still referred to Baltimore as “home,” though I hadn’t lived there since 1992. I felt lighter there, more comfortable. I felt like I was at home on my visits, and visiting in Florida, which was technically my home.

But a funny thing happened about five years ago – I fell in love with a man who was from home, from my high school, who also felt like a visitor in the state where he’d lived off and on for a decade. But we found more than a person to kiss and share a mortgage with. We found our home. And suddenly, this place where we were living felt like home. Our friends and family were secretly hoping that, having fallen in love, we would move back to Maryland and finally be home. The weird thing was – we each fell in love with a Baltimorean and finally felt like Floridians. We were no longer visiting in this space. We belonged.

I still don’t get how Floridians drive. But I guess I am one now, no longer a visitor in my home. So it’s sort of OK.

Stop.


5 Responses to “Five Minute Friday: Visiting home, and having home visit”

  1. tam.gardening@yahoo.com' Tammy says:

    Ohhhh, I loved this story! And I hadn’t really thought about it before, but home often is not where we assume home should be. I’ll be thinking about that all day now lol!

    Blessings,
    Tammy ~@~

  2. I simply love this. What a beautiful love story of coming “home”. I don’t get how Floridians drive. I live in the NC mountains we have a lot of Florida Snowbirds that summer here. Oy! Really though…love your thoughts on this!

  3. palmbradley@aol.com' Robbie says:

    If one substitutes “California” for Florida in this piece, it’s my story! Trite, but true, “home” is where the heart is.

  4. leslie, home is where the heart is! i’m glad that you and your husband have found it.

  5. bride35 says:

    Robbie!
    Happy belated birthday!!!!

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