A Strange Place Called Home

by JeD on October 24, 2009

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After an intense basketball game, bro and I decided to drop by our former house to have some water to drink. This house is what I called home for 21 years as I lived there since I was born. It’s been 2 years since we moved out from that house.

As we entered the house, we saw unknown people watching TV on the living room giving us the “Who are these Chinese people” look. We head to the kitchen to serve ourselves a nice cool water, but we were assisted instead. After gulping down almost a liter of water, I went to the back of the house to check out our former pet dogs. I felt a mild prick in my heart when the dogs barked at me.

Though we are now living in a new house, I still treat the old house as home. It really feels strange to feel like a stranger to your own home.

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  • BHF
    nice story, thx a lot, I just discovered English written blogs, to improve my English.

    Bernd Helmut Frank
  • Thanks! Good luck in learning English! :)
  • You've given away your dogs to the new owners (renters)? That's why they're barking at you. They're mad! LOL

    That's true. It's very hard to go back to your former house without being assaulted with memories of the past. I felt that when we put up for rent our ancestral home. Even the smallest renovation made by tenants seemed an affront to the great memories. I even had to repeatedly tell myself it's just a house.

    Everything I hold dear is in my head. Memories when we were growing up. Time when both my parents were still alive and all seemed well in the world.

    Nice introspective post, Jed. I love it!
  • Thanks LJ! Sorry for the late reply. Been busy with work lately. :)

    That's exactly how I felt. I've been haunted by those precious memories. I can be very emotional at times and these are the times when I feel very weak. It's really hard if you don't have the ability or the courage to detach yourself from certain things.
  • Acknowledging what you feel is not a sign of weakness in my book. It takes
    courage to look at it and own it. :)
  • Thanks so much LJ. :)
  • DiTesco
    I agree with Jan, Jed:) The dogs were barking at you because there were mad at you or better yet because they recognized you and that was their form of calling your attention. Did you try to go near them and smell you? I'm sure they would have refreshed their memory:)

    I have been gone form many years since I left the Philippines. I would like to have the chance (one day) of going back just to see the house I grew up when I lived in Lepanto, near UST. Oh yeah, memories...
  • Well my cousins are still living in that house. And the dogs that were barking at me are their new dogs. But it still doesn't feel right when dogs bark at you in your house. :)

    I'm feeling really nostalgic now.

    I hope you're doing great there Ditesco. When are you coming back? :)
  • Nothing will really beat that old home where we stayed for the most part of our lives despite of it having some dilapidated and worn out looks.

    Hay...I miss our old house too.
  • Very true elmot. Home is really sweet doesn't it?

    Well changes in our lives is inevitable.
  • fedhz
    Aw.. I can totally relate to you, Jed. I cried everyday when we transferred house when I was in 4th year highschool. Everytime we visit our old home, I always feel a lump in my throat. Up to now, I still dream about it as if I am still living there. Now I understand why the victims of Ondoy still don't want to leave their houses or other people living under such circumstances.

    by the way, who are the new people living in your house?
  • Yeah home is indeed sweet. Wow you bridged this topic to ondoy nicely fedhz! I never realized that. I think it's harder for them, because they don't have the house that they can look back to anymore. How sad..

    My aunt, cousins, and grandfather is still living there. :)
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