Whenever I have a dream that involves family and a house, It takes place in a past childhood home. I have not lived in nor seen my old house in Oklahoma since 1988. Does that mean that is the last place that felt like a “home”? Hindsight catches all the chaos, neglect, and sadness, but it was all of us together in our dysfunctional way. It was the last time I felt like a child being taken care of, without worries. I had my twin sister always by my side. I hope to go back soon. I need to go back soon! It was the ultimate ending, or should I say beginning of every wrong decision I have made. The place made me the person who now sits in the house she bought 100% by herself, that dose not feel like she is at “home”.