Home is where the heart is

It’s funny. I’ve given a lot of thought to what it means to feel at home in a place. Is it the place where one’s born, where one grows up? Or is it where one chooses to settle?

In my case, I think it’s the latter. Edinburgh has become my home, more than where I was born. This is the place where I have decided to live, where it is I want to be. It’s the place I feel I belong: here I am a member of the community. There is a vibrant life to this city, small though it is. At times I find myself longing for someplace bigger, but then I look to Arthur’s Seat and realize just how lucky I am to live here of all places.

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  1. I know exactly what you mean. One of the hardest decisions I had to make as an adult was to come back to the US even though I’d just been approved for a two year working visa. It was the right decision for me, though I do still think about moving back there someday (somehow).

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