Where is "Home"?

Growing up, I lived in the same house on the same street in the same town for over 20 years. Then it was easy to know where home was. Even when I went away to college, going home had meaning. It meant returning to the familiar, to memory, to family, to mom-cooked meals.

But living as a global worker has begun to redefine what "home" means for me. Is it the culture you were born into? Or the culture you have now adapted to? Is it where your family lives? Or the place where you keep all your stuff?

The answer is yes. It's all those things. There is familiarity in a New England Fall and winter Christmas. I know what to expect from the culture I grew up in. There is welcome and belonging among long-standing friends and family. In many ways, I can just "be myself."

But after living abroad for 5 years, in many other ways, I have adapted to live in the cultural there. I have built new memories and traditions on that side. I have made new friends and community. And there is the apartment where I keep all my stuff.

The dictionary defines 'home' as "the place in which one's domestic affections are centered." While it may not be perfect, one thing this definition gets right is that home is about the affections. It's less about a location, and more about the sense of familiarity and fondness, safety and belonging. So next month, when I return back to Namibia from my 6-month Home Assignment, yes I will be leaving home, but for me, I will also be going home.