A friend sent me this word. Hiraeth is a Welsh noun that means homesickness for a place to which you can never return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. (Yelp. Other-wordly tumblr).
What a great word – I wonder if there are others like it.
As it happens, I have a photo to match. I took this when I was last at ‘home’. That is, my parents home, the house where I grew up with my 3 siblings and where my parents still live among all our old stuff (omg the basement!).
Anyway, I was roaming about the house, the suburb, the city, looking for places that felt like home or rather, gave me the feeling of being at home—in itself hard to pin down. Here is one image that instantly puts me there. Not just there, the place, but there in the moment when I took the photo and, all of the times I looked out that window onto the drive.