A House is Not A Home

Think of your heart like a house. Sturdy, lots of rooms to be filled with ppl and emotions, Built to last. Now imagine one person occupying most of that house. Taking residence in most of the rooms, becoming part of the foundation. Making it their permanent home. The love of your life. Your house is filled with love. The house is in perfect working order until something happens...
That person leaves. Not just leaves...Shatters the foundation hat your beautifully constructed house once stood. Your house is demolished. Its pieces are scattered and misplaced. All thats left is the garage and some other small various properties that surrounded the house. Those properties are now filled with the survivors of the annihilated house. People and emotions who are moved to the side...reassigned until a new house is built. Now the rebuilding must start, a slow process, usually.

But now a new inspiration has come into view with a blueprint and model for the new house. Now construction commences. Faster and easier. All because of this new person. This house will be better and have different specifications for the new inhabitor. They will be happy here. They will love and cherish their new home better than their predecesor. The foundation is fixed. The frame is up. There were a few glitches but otherwise it has gone smoothly. The walls are up. The roof is in place. Doors and windows. More than half of the house is done. Almost a home. But then contruction comes to a screeching halt. Conflicting problem arise. The building has to stop..for the moment. Eventually it will begin again but not too soon and not so fast. But the builder is patient. The the future resident is not.

Conflict continues. Then...the resident rocks the foundation. the reason is uncertain but the act is sure. The foundation so carefully constructed is shattered again. Forcing the almost beautiful home to break...crumble once more. Though pieces and material are not destroyed and scattered like last time, the house is depleted again. Forever flawed and cursed.

Do you forgive the would be resident and struggle again to rebuild..knowing that sabotage is in their power, knowing that the cycle has a great chance of repeating itself. Or do you move on like last time. Slowly rebuilding a house for no specific purpose except for own enjoyment and wonder if someone will ever live there again. If someone will ever call it their home

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