Home is not a place. I suspect
I've known it for a while; I've had and keep having many homes, some
are in places I've always only been a visitor, and I'm slowly
recognizing that home, in fact, is not a geographical term.
The house you grew up in and
never left is of course a home. But very few of us have that house
still, and even fewer of us have never left it. For those of us who
did leave, and returned to either the house or ourselves being in a
changed state, the search for home is on ever since.
Good news: once given up on the
idea of „the one” home, we can see that homes are everywhere.
Home is in any city where you
don't need a hotel room. Where you can cook, because you know where
to find all the devices in the kitchen, even if it's not yours. Where
you bump into people you know on the street. Where you find your way
without a map, relying on landmarks more than street names. Home is
where you know your reference points, literal and figurative, even if
they keep changing. At home, you know where you are.
Home is people, too.
Conversations where you can say what you think without being judged
for it, debates where you can disagree without dismissing the others'
opinions. It's inside jokes and terrible puns, and if you’re doing
it right, it's also comments that would sound awfully un-PC in any
other context. At home you dare to make those jokes because you know
that they know what you mean and what you don't mean. Home is where
you feel you belong – a feeling our band of gypsies is so eagerly
after.
Home is time. Time you spent
somewhere, a period of your life that has been instrumental in your
personal development. Important in becoming who you are today; or in
building who you will be tomorrow. In short, home is where you know
who you are, and its geographical location is but a stage decor.
Home, they say, is where the
heart is. Now that's good news, considering that your heart, in the
vast majority of the cases, stays within your body. Meaning that your
heart is wherever you are. Meaning that your home can be anywhere you
go. you carry it in your heart, and you're never without it
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