growing up I moved around almost every year. the longest I stayed in one home was probably two years. there is no “family home,” to return to and there definitely are no familial heirlooms to hold on to. nothing ever really felt like mine growing up, except for my electronic devices. I have held on to phones, laptops, ipods longer than any room, apartment, or house I have ever lived in. I do not remember any addresses from childhood but I do remember my first phone numbers, chat room names, usernames, and early passwords.
Thank you <3 this is so beautiful. I felt the vulnerability and longing for some type of invisible fantasy of relationship and for me rather than home it would be community recently, but the acceptance of being extremely sensitive to my environment and wondering what is truly possible. For me my comfort baking food is nettle lemon sponge cake. Would love to share sometime!! Jiffy brings me back to childhood and it’s so sweet and heartwarming that it’s a memory from your grandma
Thank u for sharing cy. A lot of this resonated with me and sometimes I feel weird for spending so much time thinking about what a permanent home would look like for me and how that environment could shape my life. Sometimes I add jalapeños to my cornbread Hahha <3
Thank you <3 this is so beautiful. I felt the vulnerability and longing for some type of invisible fantasy of relationship and for me rather than home it would be community recently, but the acceptance of being extremely sensitive to my environment and wondering what is truly possible. For me my comfort baking food is nettle lemon sponge cake. Would love to share sometime!! Jiffy brings me back to childhood and it’s so sweet and heartwarming that it’s a memory from your grandma
- Tai
Thank u for sharing cy. A lot of this resonated with me and sometimes I feel weird for spending so much time thinking about what a permanent home would look like for me and how that environment could shape my life. Sometimes I add jalapeños to my cornbread Hahha <3