tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33382407.post116476620690461290..comments2023-10-20T09:13:12.152-04:00Comments on Skrinkering Hearts: Homemegabrookehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07116377733819568110noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33382407.post-1165842634011495102006-12-11T08:10:00.000-05:002006-12-11T08:10:00.000-05:00You would be surprised how quickly the "unfamiliar...You would be surprised how quickly the "unfamiliar" becomes the "familiar."<BR/><BR/>It's not a matter of replacing your home or your heart...that's impossible. It's just that you learn to adapt because you don't have a choice. And because you want to adapt and you want to learn something about yourself!<BR/><BR/>Setting out on this kind of adventure reveals things about yourself you never knew you never knew. Like, "I can do this after all!"<BR/><BR/>We're young and unattached (and your post was begging for a cliché)...but there is no better time to do something so wonderful!<BR/><BR/>I don't want you to leave New England...but I'm not one to tell anyone to stay put either.<BR/><BR/>I've always said (and sometimes I still say it), "I don't know what I would do without my Mum." (Dad, brothers, family, friends, house, car, etc.) I'll tell you what you do...you learn to survive with pictures, e-mails, phone calls, and memories.<BR/><BR/>It's not as easy as snapping your fingers...but it's not hard either. Because even though your family and friends are far away, they are still your family and friends and they are still there for you.<BR/><BR/>I know you know all of this...but I had to post a rebuttal.<BR/><BR/>Love you Meg! Miss you!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33382407.post-1165182871373781282006-12-03T16:54:00.000-05:002006-12-03T16:54:00.000-05:00Meg, you're not alone, trust me. "Home" will alway...Meg, you're not alone, trust me. "Home" will always be at my parents, but I'm ready to find "My home" but I'm not sure where I want home to be.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33382407.post-1164996046339971502006-12-01T13:00:00.000-05:002006-12-01T13:00:00.000-05:00My mom had a magnet growing up that said "home is ...My mom had a magnet growing up that said "home is where the heart is". I always liked thatAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33382407.post-1164917709713806792006-11-30T15:15:00.000-05:002006-11-30T15:15:00.000-05:00I'm a New England girl too... although know I'm a ...I'm a New England girl too... although know I'm a transpant in Maryland. It is still on the same coast, but honestly feels like a different world. <BR/><BR/>I loved reading about Hampton Beach. I remember going there in summer and walking up and down the strip, thinking this was the coolest place ever! My senior year of college (I went to UNH), my roommates and I drove down the strip again. Twelve years later, the strip didn't seem that cool. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com