One’s Home is like a Delicious Pie

Horseradish: Bitter Truths you can’t Avoid by Lemony Snicket is a book full of quotes and phrases. I chose this one specifically because I recently moved to a new house. I understand how it feels being homesick when you leave your childhood home. The first night we (my family and I) spent in the new house, we were terrified. The new house was bigger and in one of the quietest part of town. The old house was small and in one of the loudest part of town. And I kept thinking to myself: “All horror movies take place in a big house.” (Just saying). I miss our old neighbors. Also, the old house was a two-story house and my grandfather lived in the bottom story. We miss him so much. So, without more further ado…:

“One’s home is like a delicious piece of pie you order in a restaurant on a country road one cozy evening- the best piece of pie you have ever eaten in your life- and can never find again. After you leave home, you may find yourself feeling homesick, even if you have a new home that has nicer wallpaper and a more efficient dishwasher than the home in which you grew up, and no matter how many times you visit you may never quite cure yourself of the fluttery, homesick feeling in your stomach. Homesickness can even can even strike you when you are living at home, but a home that has changed over the years, and you long for the time- even if such a time existed only in your imagination- when your home was as delicious as you remember. You may search your family and your mind- just as you might search dark and winding roads- trying to recapture the best time of your life, so that you might cure your homesickness with a second slice of that distant, faraway pie, but you search will end in vain, as you have lost the map that told you were to turn, and the restaurant has long ago burned down, and the baker who made the pie has gotten tired of waiting for you and has devoted her life to making tomato paste instead, but she is no good at it, and now you are lost in life, the darkness closing in on you, with nothing but a sad flutter in your stomach and a sour acidic taste in your mouth.”

Well, that’s it for today. Share in the comments about your moving experiences our talk (nostalgically, mandatory) of your childhood home.


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