My home before I lived on campus. Other than that, nope.
Drew:
Woodsy’s/Jay’s Garage because everyone used to hang out there and I’d show up and it’d be like a party. Not because of me, but still, it was cool. Good, good times.
Jay:
Home, school, my house of worship
Grac(ie):
My hometown pharmacy. I go there so often to pick up prescription refills that when they see my car pull up, they have my medications ready for me when I walk in. I find it a bit sad. These people know how many medications I take, and what they are for. They have seen how often my doctors try different meds on me. When I get something new, they always tell me “I hope this one works for you, Gracie”
And home. People know me at home.
SarahDylan:
I believe that when we go to heaven we will not be recognised by labels, or connections to others. I will not be Sarah. I will not be a daughter, or a mother, or a wife. I will be recognised by the true identity of my soul.
The local grocery store. It’s a small town and everyone knows everyone.
Jessica:
Home.. oh and the Indian restaurant we’ve gone to many times as I’ve grown up. Also the cleaners by my house, I almost never go but my parents do.. and when I do go they know who I am.
Dale:
The local charity foundation where I’ve been volunteering for almost 10 years now.
Paige:
My hometown credit union.
Morgan:
A youth center in my town 🙂 I volunteer and am friends with everyone there. I feel so special to be a part of it sometimes. Being part of something so amazing makes me feel amazing.
Ael:
Home, School, Work, and the bar where I sing and play guitar almost every night.
Nick:
The school where I stayed for 12 years.
Heloisa:
Only my home – it’s the more important place, for me.
Munish Kaler:
My homeplace…………
kp:
My hometown.
Rachel:
Home, school, friend’s house, family people’s houses, I think that’s it…
School…I go to this incredible boarding school with people from 90 different countries, and will be greeted by name by EVERYONE while walking down the street 🙂
rkc:
My husband cheated on me this last year and we live in a very small town. I can’t wait to get out of here and be in a place where no one will know my name or what has happened to me and know that my husband chose the town bicycle to “ride”. I want a place where I can find new friends who know me and my kids.
Rayton:
my home, maybe school counts too
Genaya:
Rangiuru Sports Club. Small rural town and even though I left 8 years ago I can still go back and everything is the same. Except maybe a few more gray hairs, extra cms around the waist and a few more kids running around. Triple ‘A’.
megaaaan:
school lol
Nancy:
I will say that everyone knows me at my church. I love going there and the people are so wonderful. But most of all I am glad that my Heavenly Father knows my name.
Heath:
Home, work, my favorite resaurant in my hometown (Restaurant Mexico, Tempe AZ).
Unknown:
Mister Goodbar, Buffalo, NY!!!!
marci:
hometown number 1, hometown number 2 and the cafe.
TB:
Our local bakery. They know more about me than my mother
Zoe:
Home
Moudi:
Home
Oana:
a bar called “The Jack” there a lot of wonderful things happen, a pub called “Fire”, ex highscool and the street where I grew up
Debbie:
My home, school (highschool & college), the bar I work in the weekend …
My local Trading Card Shop. They are my family there. No judgement, no nosing in on life, just accepting what is brought in and bonding over a shared past time.
My home before I lived on campus. Other than that, nope.
Woodsy’s/Jay’s Garage because everyone used to hang out there and I’d show up and it’d be like a party. Not because of me, but still, it was cool. Good, good times.
Home, school, my house of worship
My hometown pharmacy. I go there so often to pick up prescription refills that when they see my car pull up, they have my medications ready for me when I walk in. I find it a bit sad. These people know how many medications I take, and what they are for. They have seen how often my doctors try different meds on me. When I get something new, they always tell me “I hope this one works for you, Gracie”
And home. People know me at home.
I believe that when we go to heaven we will not be recognised by labels, or connections to others. I will not be Sarah. I will not be a daughter, or a mother, or a wife. I will be recognised by the true identity of my soul.
The local grocery store. It’s a small town and everyone knows everyone.
Home.. oh and the Indian restaurant we’ve gone to many times as I’ve grown up. Also the cleaners by my house, I almost never go but my parents do.. and when I do go they know who I am.
The local charity foundation where I’ve been volunteering for almost 10 years now.
My hometown credit union.
A youth center in my town 🙂 I volunteer and am friends with everyone there. I feel so special to be a part of it sometimes. Being part of something so amazing makes me feel amazing.
Home, School, Work, and the bar where I sing and play guitar almost every night.
The school where I stayed for 12 years.
Only my home – it’s the more important place, for me.
My homeplace…………
My hometown.
Home, school, friend’s house, family people’s houses, I think that’s it…
School, Beach House Residence and my house. 🙂
Church
school.
School…I go to this incredible boarding school with people from 90 different countries, and will be greeted by name by EVERYONE while walking down the street 🙂
My husband cheated on me this last year and we live in a very small town. I can’t wait to get out of here and be in a place where no one will know my name or what has happened to me and know that my husband chose the town bicycle to “ride”. I want a place where I can find new friends who know me and my kids.
my home, maybe school counts too
Rangiuru Sports Club. Small rural town and even though I left 8 years ago I can still go back and everything is the same. Except maybe a few more gray hairs, extra cms around the waist and a few more kids running around. Triple ‘A’.
school lol
I will say that everyone knows me at my church. I love going there and the people are so wonderful. But most of all I am glad that my Heavenly Father knows my name.
Home, work, my favorite resaurant in my hometown (Restaurant Mexico, Tempe AZ).
Mister Goodbar, Buffalo, NY!!!!
hometown number 1, hometown number 2 and the cafe.
Our local bakery. They know more about me than my mother
Home
Home
a bar called “The Jack” there a lot of wonderful things happen, a pub called “Fire”, ex highscool and the street where I grew up
My home, school (highschool & college), the bar I work in the weekend …
My church =)
My local Trading Card Shop. They are my family there. No judgement, no nosing in on life, just accepting what is brought in and bonding over a shared past time.