Many of our grandparents migrated to this country. They came to America for a better life. For the most part, they started with nothing and had to work hard for everything they earned. In the beginning they worked just to provide the bare necessities for their family. Through hard work and perseverance, they eventually were able to acquire more and more, working their way up the ladder and one day realize The American Dream. The Dream differs from person to person but the common factor is: having a place of your own, a place to call home.
"A home is where the heart is" Clich, I agree. Let's break this down further and understand how this saying came about, how we've veered from it&how we can get back on track. Our grandparent's home was a place to rest your head at night. It signified the Journey. The journey from a foreign country. A journey that involved learning a new language (with no one to teach them), finding work (with very little education) & finding a way to provide food, shelter&unconditional love for their family. I would like to expand the saying, "Home is where the heart is." Home is where the story begins, the memories are made & the heart is protected.
As American Greed kicked in, we grew richer as a country but poorer as a "family". Bank accounts were growing exponentially but so was the divorce rate. Families were divided, houses were war zones & the values instilled in us by our grandparents were hidden behind Wall Street, easily attained credit and selfish decisions. Home became the place where the heart was broken.
The financial bubble burst, white collar crimes were on the rise and the "American Dream" was heavily mortgaged, under water and the cause of hardship in America.
Why? Greed. Why? No moral conscience. Why? No old school values. Why? Why Not.
America was a country founded on hard work, sweat & tears. We will see these tough times through and bounce back, it's the American way. We can only hope that the next generation will be clich and place the heart back in the home.