When Home is More Than One Place
Some of us are born into one country, raised in another, and find ourselves longing for a third. Home, in these cases, is not a single place but a constellation of spaces where the heart has quietly planted roots.
It lives in the smell of a street market you haven’t walked through in years, the cadence of a familiar accent that wraps around you like a blanket, the quiet comfort of a friend who knows your story across oceans and time zones.
It is everywhere and nowhere at once.
To live with multiple homes is to learn patience with yourself and with the world. To learn grace when you are too much of one place and not enough of another. To understand that belonging is not a matter of geography—it is an act of the heart.
