"Home is where the heart is" - that's what many people would say...
But what do you do if you left parts of your heart with multiple people across the globe?

I grew up in a small village on a farm in Upper Austria with my two sisters, my parents and my grandparents in the house right next to us.
Every single one of them and the place where I grew up definitely have a big piece of my heart and they always will have.
I love to reminisce about all these memories I've made at this farm with my family and friends, the laughs and cries we shared and the things we've learnt.
Nevertheless, things change...

People move away, buildings get renovated and changed, gardens rearranged and sooner than you think this place doesn't feel like your childhood home anymore.
And that's okay...  That's part of growing up, I guess.


"Home is the person or place you want to return to over and over" - this is kind of true for me

After staying a summer with a lovely family in Tennessee I definitely left a piece of me with them and can call their house my home.
I was with them only for a short time but they became like family - like a home - to me.
I'm so glad I got to meet them and I can't wait to see them again some day, but simultaneously every single time I think of them I can feel that piece of my heart they have missing.

Now I live in England with an incredible lady that became another mum, sister and good friend to me. The friends and "family" I've made here mean a lot to me as well and I'd never want to miss any of them.

This is where it gets tricky...
Having left pieces of your heart spread across the globe can be nice because you feel at home in several places.
On the other hand it can be a bit exhausting and sometimes people don't understand you.
I wish I was Doctor Who and had two hearts so I can leave more pieces everywhere. (having the TARDIS to travel time and space and a sonic screwdriver doesn't sound too shabby either)


"Home is where the wifi connects automatically" - doesn't really work for me either
My phone automatically connects to the wifi in a lot of places.
Most of my friends' wifi, the wifi in my favourite coffee shop (some people might actually say it's my second home) and sometimes my phone even connects to a wifi in some towns automatically.
Now these places are certainly not all my homes.


"Home is where the coffee is" - now this one is quite fitting because I love coffee!
Nonetheless, I could live without coffee for a while, so it's not entirely true.