Home.

When I think of home, I think of two places. From when I was born to when I was eight years old, I lived in a big family home with my two sisters and my parents. I went through a ton of change there as I lived through half of my adolescence. I experienced many kinds of firsts, such as my first Christmas, first birthday, first time entering preschool, first time entering elementary school, first Thanksgiving and so on. I still hold lots of memories during my childhood at that house. I built the foundations of my relationships with my family there, learned the basics of life like being taught the ABC’s by my father and how to read on my own at an early age. This home was where my story began and practically where my life started. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve trained myself to think of home as where my family currently resides, where I go back to for Thanksgiving, Christmas and summer break, where my friends are. It’s interesting to think about the house I grew up in and where I spent the most of my childhood in and then to think about the house I’ve lived in since I moved out of the first house with my family at eight years old. They’re both home to me but they carry different senses of the word. I can also say that home is not just the physical house for me, it’s being in my hometown of Pasadena, California. My hometown holds my old elementary school, old middle and high school, first job. It’s where I learned to drive. It’s where I feel most comfortable socially, politically and emotionally. After completing my freshman year of college, I realized how much I love where I come from which draws a stern parallel to how I felt about my home and my hometown when I was still in high school. I had always looked at Pasadena as just another city, not too many things to do, boring, and I never thought I would miss it as much as I did when I started at Westmont. As of now, Westmont and Santa Barbara as a city, are starting to feel like home. I’m in the beginning stages of getting used to how it is, the culture and finding my own way as I go through my second year.

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