The place that was home for 20 years <3
I often think about this. Where is home for you? Do you still live in your hometown, or are you one of those that never looked back? I haven’t been back to my hometown of Traverse City, MI in 2 years, mostly because my parents moved from there to Colorado 5 years ago, and also because I just don’t have a reason to go there anymore. After almost a year in Antigua, I still often think of our cute apartment in Chicago, on a quiet, tree-lined street, one block from Lake Michigan, as home. Luckily, I still have family in Michigan that lets me come back there a couple of times a year for my lake/cherry/apple cider donut fixes 🙂 It’s convenient that I get to fly into Chicago each time to enjoy my old city life for a couple of days!
It probably took a year in Chicago for it to really feel like home, but I still feel temporary here. I’m guessing it takes longer when you move to another country, versus moving to another state (unless you’re going to NYC, which is a country within itself). Since moving away to college at 17, I’ve lived in three states, 2 countries, and 9 apartments…going on 10 in May! So I’m used to this feeling, but also looking forward to feeling at home again. After all, the people are always more important than the places anyway. It’s just taken me a bit longer than most to realize it.