Feels Like Home

Every year at this time there is always a question that my mother inlaw asks. It is kinda like clock work. Once Thanksgiving rolls around and we are deciding on where to have the meal she asks me if we want to do it here at our house. And every year I say, no lets just do it at your house. She often questions me and assures me that she doesnt mind doing it at my house. And most "normal" daughter in laws would be thrilled that their mother inlaw is so kind. Of course I am. Please dont take this blog out of context. I know that she doesnt want me to feel that we have to have it at her house, but I always want it there.
For me personally, my inlaws home feels like home to me. Its no secret that we have moved many times since Steve and I have been married. Once we settle into a home something always seems to get in the way of us staying there for some reason or another. We moved to St Cloud with Steve's father in a fairly large home that we could not afford the house payment on without him living in the inlaw quarters behind the house. Unfortuantly Steve's father passes away 4 months after we purchase the house. We stayed there, but struggled to make the payment.Then we move back to Kissimmee and Hurricane Charley does quiet a bit of damage on the house. We are displaced from the home for 3 months while the remodeling is done and move back in. A couple months later our car is stolen right from our front yard which in turn makes me feel unsafe so we find my dream home in St Cloud. Once again crap happens and the housing market drops and we have to close our Home Inspection business which left us unable to make that hefty house payment. We are left with no choice but to let the house foreclose. This was one of the hardest choices we have ever had to make. I tend to get attached to homes and vehicles and I like normalcy. I like to know where I will be in 10 years. Which leads us to here where we have been for 2 years and I plan to stay till we can build up our credit.
So for me, I would rather have Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter and other family dinners at my inlaws house where I feel comfortable. The house that has been the one constant thing in my life in the last 10 years other than Steve of course! It may sound weird, but thats where all of our memories have been made. And one day when we are looking thru family photos it will be real confusing name all the different houses we were doing what at in the pics. Trust me.....we already have trouble with it!