I have spent my whole life searching. Searching for a place that would be home. Not saying I didn't live with wonderful parents who loved me, because I did. I even grew up in the same house, never moving or even changing schools. However, I never felt that this was my home. I never felt that I belonged to a particular place.

I have traveled to many different places, always in search of this magical place. We read in books and watch movies in which the leading role moves off and finds this small town or big city, and that's where their life begins. They find their home, and the rest of their life unfolds. Every new place I've gone, it's always ended with the same results: it being a great place, just not my place. I had accepted my fate as a wandering soul, one who would never settle anywhere, never finding the home that I was looking for. Plenty of people moved around a lot, I had begun to think that I was just one of those people that was not meant to be kept in one place, that my heart needed to see this world and see if often.

Many years and a whole Pinterest board full of a travel things later, I finally found my answer. The home I have been searching my whole life for wasn't a place... It was a person. It's the arms you want to be in after a long day, the voice you want to hear first thing in the morning and the person you want to discover this crazy world with. Home isn't a house you come to at the end of the day; it's the person you call when something exciting happens. It's being more at ease when you're in a strange place with your best friend than the house you grew up in alone. It's not the place you spend countless time and money on decorating, but the person that makes you feel safe. Whether it be a significant other, best friend or family member, these people are who makes a place a home—not the location.

In learning this, it made me ask myself: am I putting more effort into where I am than who I'm with? The answer was yes. I had spent my hours day dreaming about going to see amazing exciting places (not that there's anything wrong with that) that I had forgotten about the amazing and exciting people I already had in my life.

it made me realize that maybe we should spend less time and effort trying to make the place we live perfect, and make sure we are letting the people we live with know that they are what really matters to us. Because in truth, we can see the whole world but until we have someone to see it with, we will never be home.