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Finding Home in People, Not Places

Home, for me, is not a specific place. As a military child, I am constantly moving, leaving behind the places I’ve grown accustomed to just as they start to feel familiar. Every time I begin to settle in, I must start over again. Over the years, I’ve realized that home isn’t a house, a city, or even a country, it’s the sense of comfort and familiarity I find in the people around me.

My sisters and the friends I make along the way are what truly feel like home. My sisters have been there since day one, providing a constant source of stability, and my friends, both old and new, create a sense of belonging even if we haven’t known each other for long. Through shared experiences, we form bonds that make each new place feel a little less unfamiliar. That is what home means to me- not a location, but the people who make me feel safe and understood.


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