Home Is Where The Heart Is

Today I woke up in my childhood bedroom for the very last time. The walls were bare, all of my possessions were boxed up and as I collected the last of my bits and pieces, ready to move out of my family home and into my very own place with my boyfriend Cam, I looked around my room, which has been mine for the last 16 years and I felt an overwhelming sense of nostalgia.

This one room holds so many memories for me; childhoods spent playing with my little sister, years of sleepovers and adolescent pre drinks. It’s seen much laughter and love, and plenty of tears, parties and times of sickness too. It has been an array of different colours and channelled many a trend, and it has grown as I have done.

Today though it is simply a blank white canvas. Yet all of those years, all of those precious years are somehow etched so deeply into the very being of it that they are forever immortalised.

Well wishes from family and friends

I am beyond excited to begin the next stage of my life with Cam. To make our own home and to build our own special memories is something I feel so blessed to be able to embark on. It is however an ending of sorts. A closing of a chapter and that is always difficult.

But home will always be home, no matter where I live or where I go in this life, because that is where the people I love the most in this world are, a house is simply bricks and water, home is where your heart is.

Sophie’s new home

This year has been a year of new adventures and lessons for me and moving out seems such a profound way to end what has been such a spectacular time. So as I begin this new exciting journey I have one wish, that I will be able to make a home that is as hard to leave as mine was.

A home away from home