Image: Home Sweet Home by John Fekner via Wikimedia Commons under a Creative Commons License.
Before I went to college, I had lived in the same house all my life. And, before I moved to the Midwest in the summer of 2007, I had never lived more than two hours away from that house. In fact, both the apartment in Manhattan where I lived after college and the boarding school in suburban Boston where I taught and lived for five years were exactly 105 miles away from my childhood home.
I have written before about home, where to find it, and how to create it. Having had such a rooted experience of home as a child has made it perhaps more challenging to feel at home in a new place as an adult.
Have you led a nomadic or a rooted existence - or both?