Home is where your heart is. Says an old proverb. And it's right. That won't change our endeavours to create a beautiful place to live. But we will only hold on, really hold on, to each other. To each other... ;-))

Couldn't agree more!

Of course home is not just bricks and walls and garden! Of course a big part of home is house, buy not the entire one. It's people who make the very same place a safe haven or hell. I am going to say something very strange, something very unusual maybe...

Home is about the presence or absence of some kind of energy! Have you ever felt that??? Some days: same place, same people - still doesn't feel like home... What is absent? And some days: you alone feel at home!

Ah... Am I making any sense?

If I go to my parents' home: everyone is there sans my mom: it's not home for me anymore. It repulses me, it makes me sad, it makes me to never want to go there again!

Are you getting me?

Or perhaps it's too intangible...

The same weather which excites me makes me gloomy if someone's aura is missing... The place becomes a burden and yes it doesn't feel like a home anymore.