Home isn't a place, it's a feeling

I've been doing a lot of late night thinking. You know...those 3am "vent sessions" to yourself? Just trying to figure out my life. Recent thoughts you ask? Being home for the holidays.

Since I already live at home and I don't really have much of a family anymore it makes the holidays rough. No money, no Christmas tree, no grandparents, and no kids in the house to believe in Santa with! No cookies to leave out and no sprinkling of the reindeer food outside. You see what is wrong with this picture? A lot of no. No holiday spirit is what sums it up.

My family use to be really big around the holidays. We use to all gather at my Aunt Sissys house and it would be FULL of Christmas spirit. I'm talking the whole house is decked out in holiday spirit. But then the family split when my grandparents got sick and I don't feel welcome anymore. Ever been kicked out of a family? Yea. Well. It sucks. Not having a true place to call home, family, or happiness around the holidays.

But I quickly came to a realization this year. What is home? Is home really a place? I've had the pleasure of being with a group of friends that are the ABSOLUTE best. I've had best friends before...but these people take the cake. They have helped me more than they could ever imagine. I figured out that it is true that, "home is where the heart is." Fun fact; these people have my heart completely. Is it possible to be in love with a group of people? Because I am and it makes me so extremely happy. What is even better is knowing it will be like this with them for a while. Since 2010...2015 was the first time that I have felt a sense of being home again.

This year, this group of friends and I had Friendmas. I was sick and couldn't quite enjoy it to its full potential...but it's ok! Since I'm not really doing anything for Christmas at my house, this WAS Christmas for me. Being surrounded by people I love being around, having 3 of my best friends in the room at the same time again after a rough semester, and really experiencing being "home" for the holidays.

So this holiday season, whether you have family or not...look for your inner reason of what is home to you. Family? Friends? Animals? The Whos? Who knows.

Not everyone is in the picture. (Missing a few of my best friends.) But this is what home looks like to me. A group of individuals who has helped make 2015 a great year! Home isn't a place, it's a feeling and by golly it felt great to be home for Friendmas.