Jayne Gautreau
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Jayne Gautreau: Home

"Do you miss home?"

I get asked this question a lot, especially when people find out I grew up in Northern Ireland. You see, much to the horror of my family, I have lost my accent just a wee bit!

Sometimes, people are really surprised when I tell them that I did not grow up here in the States.

As a teenager, the idea of living in another country seemed appealing, but never in my wildest dreams did I ever think it might happen. I was quite a homebody and would become horribly homesick any time I went away from home. As a child, I would stay overnight with my grandparents; they lived about 20 miles away.

I have memories of them having to drive me back home because I would be crying so much.

When I stepped onto that Aer Lingus flight from Dublin to Chicago on Aug. 15, 1998 to spend a year at college, the excitement of a year away was much anticipated. I did drag my feet a little in making the decision to go, though, because I loved where I grew up.

It was my home.

I really had no intentions of meeting the love of my life, getting married, moving to the United States permanently and raising my family here, but thankfully, I am not the one in control of my life.

I do miss certain things about Northern Ireland: the breathtaking scenery, the greenness of the grass year-round, the friendliness and humor of the people, drinking tea and eating chocolate biscuits with good friends.

Over the years, though, I think the word “home” has really started to mean something different to me, especially now that we have our own children and I really feel settled here.

I understand now that home is just not a physical place but a place where I belong.

As much as I miss my immediate family in Northern Ireland, I really feel like this is where I am supposed to be. Home to me now is where I live with my husband and our three boys.

I love quotes, and this one sums up our family home: “Where we LOVE is home."

If you ever visit our home, you will probably be most overwhelmingly greeted with a lot of noise. You will see two boys wrestling in the middle of our living room floor, a very cute baby cooing and smiling or possibly screaming for his mama, baskets of laundry - some clean and some not clean - sitting in piles on the couch. But hopefully amidst the craziness and chaos, you will know this is a place of love, forgiveness, growth and strength. A place where we can be ourselves.

And the place where we belong.

Jayne Gautreau is married with three boys. Read her Mondays on Douglas County Moms.

Over the years, though, I think the word “home” has really started to mean something different to me, especially now that we have our own children and I really feel settled here.


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