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What makes home a home

What makes home a home—is it a feeling, a memory or a person? Are they separable or are they not?

A feeling is something that’s attached tightly to memories, and memories involve people, so at the very end, a home is all three.


But for me? For me, a home is a feeling.


It’s when my child muttered our name in his sleep; when he jumps with delight at the very sight of us and the way he looks at us before drifting away to his sleep.


A feeling so great that makes me whole and grounded, so good it invokes gratefulness in me, and so beautiful it sometimes brings tears to my eyes.


Yes, the feeling is love—but it’s not just any love. It’s the kind of love that makes your chest swell with happiness; barely containable but desperately need-able.


And about separability… No. I don’t think feelings, memories, and people are separable. Those three—they are the very essence of love. 


Because without people, you’ll have no feelings, thus no memories, right? The feelings are, of course, gained from interactions of one person with another.


With this in mind, I guess my final questions are: Will you live in solitude or live lively, lovely, and humbly? Will you deny or will you accept the good greatness of love?


Ananda Khaira Azizah,

Pekanbaru, November 25th 2025.

Written at 8am on a Tuesday.

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