A Home of Our Own

Joey Uva Enoch

By: Joey Uva

My “To Do List” for 2012 is packed full of things I want to accomplish.  One of the things at the top of the list is to buy a house.  If you would have asked me in my twenties or early thirties if I wanted to buy my own home, I would have said no.

Growing up my parents never owned their own home.  We were always renters and tended to move from house to house –even states a couple times, for that matter.  The idea of having my own home wasn’t something my parents ever talked about, asked me about, or even suggested.

I like stability.  I have been working for the same company for eighteen years come this February.  I have been with Trevor for almost six years and we are on the fifth year of living where we do now.

Now, at forty-five years of age I find myself dreaming and driven to buy my (our) own home.  I want a home to call ours.  I want to expand our family.  I want to hear the kids playing in the back yard.  I want to rake the leaves off the grass.  I want to walk out and check the mail.  I want to water whatever we choose to plant and grow.  I want to have friends and family come to “our” home.  I want a home that Trevor, myself, Grace and all of our family can enjoy.  I want what most people consider part of the “American Dream”, a home of our own.

I have asked myself many times why my idea of owning a home has changed.  I think it’s because I have changed.  If you really think about it, how much permanence or stability do we have in our lives?  If I look back ten or twenty years, many of my friends have changed, my partners were uncertain, I was single, I had no children, I was in a constant state of change and personal evolution.

Today, I feel solid.  I feel grounded.  I feel it has all been part of my journey to get where I am now.  Now, I want a home of my own.

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