Do you remember the time when you moved into the home where you first learned to lie? How 'bout the time where you felt the most alien? Yeah, there're a lot of people who grew up moving from place to place wondering . . . where is it that I truly belong?
Makes ya think . . . don't it? Who are those who feel the most at home? The ones who've been lied to often enough that truth is just repetition? Hmm. If you're born and raised somewhere, is that by default, "home"? The natives don't think that, do they? In fact, I have to admit that I'm impressed with the fact that they can live some place for generations.
What makes this fact so impressive to me is that "natives" claim to have been born of the earth from their "here". It's just that I don't have such ties to a place having been born near here and having grown up all across the globe. But there's no denying that there's a certain something about this here. I'm deeply and truly in love with this . . . here. Almost as much as I'm in love with my . . . significant other.
Still, the concept of "native" bothers me. What is it that makes one "native"? Time in place? So, first come first serve on the title? Europeans AND Asians have been through so many conquerings and assimilations that being of a particular "culture" comes with caveats. Sorry to say, the natives in North America came here from afar via a land bridge or other means. So, how does that make them "native"?
Wonder how long it will be before we figure all that out. Wonder when we'll be able to . . . finally . . . feel . . . at home?