You may have a house but not a home. You might be a couch-surfer but you have a home. You may have your summer house, winter house, etc but you long for just that one home.
Sometimes something you call home does not have to be an actual house. Sometimes something you call home is not the people you are living with under the same house.
Home is probably more than one place. Maybe we all have several: the place where we live now, the place where we grew up, and the place we dream of returning to.
If we are lucky, maybe we find all of these somewhere on a map.
If we are lucky, maybe we learn that home is another thing.
Four walls and a roof over your head isn’t the only way we define the word ‘home.’ Home is more then just a shelter, it’s where we love, it’s where we feel, it’s where we can be ourselves and it’s where life happens.
Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to. -Unknown
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