You’re My Home

“Wonderful women have a way of making you feel at home even when you’re not.” 

RockTower1I’ve been a nomad all my life. I never had the sense of belonging somewhere, never had the sense of going back home when visiting my parents or the place I grew up in. Don’t get me wrong, I had a warm and loving home growing up and I’ve created warm and loving homes along the way, but I just never felt bound to any of those homes. And I think my parents saw that from the beginning because they’ve always allowed and most importantly encouraged our sense of adventure, our wanders through this world as long as we were safe and happy. I’ve moved from place to place, from country to country, even from continent to continent. I’ve created a home in every place and every time I’ve made the decision to leave I’ve looked back with a nostalgic heart at everything I was leaving behind. But I never felt bound to stay or to come back just because I had created a home there.

I must have been asked a million times if I feel homesick, but I never did. Sometimes I missed the people, other times my favorite Indian restaurant on the corner, or a bakery I really loved. But I’ve always stayed in touch with the people and I’ve always found new Indian restaurants and new little bakeries to ease my longing. At times I even felt guilty because I didn’t have “the homesick gene”. I questioned what that meant and questioned my belonging. Until I realized that not actually belonging somewhere, not feeling tied down to a particular place has actually been the best thing that propelled me forward. I always had the option to chase my dreams, to keep going when things didn’t work out in a certain place, and I was always open to my life changing at any given moment. It’s not that I was always ready to go and I never made anything permanent, it’s that I understood life is and will always be a journey, a journey that continues even after I’ve found what I was looking for.

And most importantly I learned that “home” transcends space and time; that home is not about a place, home is about a person or multiple people. I can create my home, my village anywhere and so far in all the places I’ve lived, on all the continents I’ve wondered, I’ve always made my home, I found my people, and I created my village. And what’s even more important is that in some way or another, I’ve kept a home in every one of those places even years after I physically left.

As for my home, my forever and ever home, it will always be about that one person who makes me feel at home, who makes me feel like I belong no matter where we are. I don’t think I’ll ever be tied down to one specific place in terms of geography.

If you take a look at your life, who represents home for your, who is that person who always makes you feel at home even when you’re not. Once you’ve found that person, you’ll always be home.

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2 responses to “You’re My Home

  1. Reblogged this on JustLav and commented:
    “In life, a person will come and go from many homes. We may leave a house, a town, a room, but that does not mean those places leave us. Once entered, we never entirely depart the homes we make for ourselves in the world. They follow us, like shadows, until we come upon them again, waiting for us in the mist.” ― Ari Berk, Death Watch

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