No One Told Me I Would Lose All Sense of Home

<p>There are&nbsp;<a href="https://www.worldometers.info/geography/how-many-countries-are-there-in-the-world/" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">195&nbsp;</a>countries in the world at this moment in time. Seven continents. Yet somehow, I couldn&rsquo;t name one as my home.</p> <p>I spent half my childhood growing up in Germany, the other half in the UK. I have lived in Australia at 18 and Canada at 25. I have travelled to over 26 countries and counting.</p> <p>At some point, I lost all sense of &ldquo;home&rdquo; as a physical place. Nowadays, home is people.</p> <p>My family in Germany. My friends who are spread all over the world, the majority currently in London.</p> <p>The closest physical place to home is London, as it is where I spent my &ldquo;forming&rdquo; years, my teens and early twenties. However, it is not the place I refer to when I say I&rsquo;m going home. That is usually wherever my family is.</p> <p>Sometimes, when I spend longer in one place, it becomes home. Like the ski resort in Canada, I worked at last winter &mdash; I eventually referred to that as home. Or the hostel in London that I spent a month volunteering at &mdash; the people there became a family and it felt like home, for that time period at least.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/ellemeno/no-one-told-me-i-would-lose-all-sense-of-home-5b72ddeb19c6"><strong>Website</strong></a></p>
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