When I first heard the word Hiraeth in my English class, I didn’t quite know what it meant. We were told we would be writing a paper about our own personal Hiraeth. I was almost dreading the assignment because it sounded like it was going to be extremely difficult. However, after doing a little research on the word, I am very excited to start this process. Hiraeth is defined as a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was. To me, this is a pretty vague topic. Tons of ideas started running through my head. All of my ideas were directly related to my family and my childhood. The first solid thought that came to mind was our annual family vacation to Alabama. I decided that wouldn’t work because we still go there every year. Although, it will never be the same as it used to be. I had to think deeper; I needed something that I would have endless things to write about. After careful consideration, I’ve decided to write about my grandparents old house, my childhood home. I am planning on writing a creative nonfiction narrative on this topic. I have so many heartwarming memories from that house. Homecooked meals, birthday parties, game nights and bedtime stories are just a few things that stand out in my mind. It was my original home, the one where I felt the safest. I spent some of the best years of my life there. My grandparents are now retired and living in Alabama. Another family lives in their old house and I’m hoping they are creating great memories just like we did. When I think about that house, I get a bittersweet feeling in my heart. I remember all the beautiful memories, but I know I can never go back. That, to me, is my hiraeth.
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