... When we're little , we couldn't wait to leave home. We wanted to spread our wings and live our life. Home was easy to define back then ~ where our parents lived , where we said our first words , where we grew up ... Ppl say home is where the heart is ~ but what happens when you can't find ur heart
? ~ Are you homeless then ?
It's hard to define home in today’s global world. Everyone is coming from somewhere else and everyone is going somewhere else. I can't help but wonder where's home ? It's a question that I get asked often and I never know how to answer. I was born in HK but left there to Toronto when I was 16 yet my heart isn't into either of these two places ...
Perhaps home isn't about ur heart but it’s about where U belong ... I’m not sure where I BeLoNG ... Yet i have no doubt it surely feels good having a place to call HoMe ...
