Ever heard of that expression? Of course you have. It is after all, such a famous one.
Can Home be just one place? I think for my case, it is hard to specifically pinpoint it to only one location. Home to me is first and foremost the place where I was raised, the place where my family is. However, as I grow up, expand my wings and explore the world, Home takes on a new meaning. Home can refer to my small place here over in J-land, my host family's house etc. But most of all, it is where my heart truly is: with Marc. The recent but short holiday that we had showed me that just by being together, I find comfort and peace. It is indeed something that I miss on a daily basis. To come home to someone is a wonderful feeling. To have someone next to you, to have a meal with someone, to be hold, hugged and cherished are things so simple but yet so meaningful. Yes, Home is most definitely where the heart is.
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Zahir, in Arabic, means visible, present, incapable of going unnoticed. It is someone or something which, once we have come in contact with, gradually occupies our every thought, until we can think of nothing else. This can be considered either a state of holiness or of madness.
-- Faubourg Saint-Peres
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