“In life, a person will come and go from many homes. We may leave a house, a town, a room, but that does not mean those places leave us. Once entered, we never entirely depart the homes we make for ourselves in the world. They follow us, like shadows, until we come upon them again, waiting for us in the mist.” ~ Ari Berk, Death Watch
Home is such a complex concept. What qualifies a place as being your home? Moving from place to place, apartment to apartment, house to house, what makes a place feel like home? The sound of my grandpa’s old mantle clock, that’s home to me. It ties me to a place and I can say: this, is home.