I’ve spent the last five days pondering where exactly is home for me? Is it Canada, where I was born and raised? Or, is it the stunning mountainous ranges of Sardinia, Italy that I married into? Or, is it the seven mile long stretches of sand in Grand Cayman that I call home?
This is what home represents to me:
Canada
I was raised on this plot of land, I ran circles around my grandfather as he mowed the lawn on the driving lawn mower. I found kittens in the kids mini-house and watched them grow into mewing adults and there once stood a 5 bedroom house and a mountain of memories.
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Sardinia, Italy
For the past five years I have called this amazing island my home. I have hiked from one mountain to the next, stopped at farms to watch running horses or to see the birth of a new baby lamb. I have witnessed the worlds best beaches and swam in the warm waters of the Mediterranean. Sardinia has stolen my heart, she is my home.
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Grand Cayman, Cayman Islands
Thirteen years ago this tiny island in the Caribbean was my home; a few months ago she became my home once more. With her inviting waters and seven miles of beach, it is here where I relax, it is only here, at this time in my life that I will call her home.
How many homes do you have?
This is my response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Home. To see how others live around the world, click here.
My Sardinian Life 
Hi Jennifer, love your blog! I found myself (a Canadian born in Europe, living in Melbourne and engaged to an Australian) asking myself the same question: where is home!??!
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Life of an expat is a tricky one, but who says you can’t have more that one? One by birth, one by marriage and another by employment 😉
I vote for your home in Sardinia!! I’m sure I would love it too. But of course, your home in Canada will always hold lovely memories for you! 🙂
Your answers always rock, Jennifer!
Thank you! I shoot for rocks! 🙂
Southern Ontario has always been my home, and unless I win the lottery, it will likely always be.
I could certainly get used to living around the mountains of Brittish Columbia. Somewhere out of town.
If I live my whole life around here, I’ll die satisfied.
-David
Home is where the heart is 🙂
‘Home is where the heart is’ is attributed to Pliny the Elder, so the saying has been around for a while. It is valid.
In my case, home is a place that only exists in memory. It has changed too much for me to want to return.
I call Sardinia home, Canada home, USA home, Cuba home, Mexico home……wherever I go I immerse myself in the local culture and people and lo & behold I feel I’m home.
Three fabulous places I call home. Terrific post Jennifer.
I call Australia and Italy home, and feel equally as ease in both places.