The Comfort of My Room

There comes a day in every son or daughter's life where the home(s) they grew up in no longer gives the comfort they once gave. Its an odd feelings of which comes in the transition of one's life while growing up. My former home, no longer feels as it once did, especially my room.

While visiting my parents for the Thanksgiving weekend, I felt strangely uncomfortable. My parents had recently given away my bed and replaced it with a futon which was reinforced with a plywood backing to make it more sturdy and less soft. That was done without my knowledge, but since I was okay with the futon I let it pass without a care. The next action my parents took was selling that futon and replace it with...an ironing board. My former room seems odd without a bed in it anymore.

When going through looking for clothes in my dresser and closet, I noticed that it seemed I has more clothes than before. Then was when  I learned my father has been moving his clothes into my room because he no longer has room in his closet. Slowly he is taking away the little space I used to call my own in my home.

Even though I have been slowly moving out over the past years because of college, now I feel as though i'm being pushed out!

Don't get me wrong though, all these occurrences I am fine with. I am rarely ever in the room that was passed down from my sister, to my brother and I, and finally just mine. I want my parents to be able to use the space they have to do as they see fit with, but its a little weird.

I remember seeing my bed which had a car shaped surrounding to it, and I remember seeing the closet go from the dresses of my sister and the suits of my brother to the numerous hoodies of mine. Now, both are long gone.

When I visit my parents house, I now share a bed with my father for the few days, or go off into the home of my sister who always has an air mattress for my needs. But its not the same. My room no longer gives me the comfort, peace and serenity which it once freely gave.

Now I find my solace in my apartment, my new home and place of peace and rest. But soon again, I will need to find a new comfort in a new room, until I find my forever home.