tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991271575769102048.post2157359460305381020..comments2023-05-10T03:19:22.288-07:00Comments on The Passionate Palate: A Sense of Place...ContinuedThe Passionate Palatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06484449522130310668noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991271575769102048.post-66413803710511471692007-08-23T12:15:00.000-07:002007-08-23T12:15:00.000-07:00Ciao Elisa, your English is fine, and I do underst...Ciao Elisa, your English is fine, and I do understand what you mean. Home is where the heart is could mean the opposite too, as in the place that feels like home is where you will find your heart or your self. I like that!The Passionate Palatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06484449522130310668noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991271575769102048.post-23766267922337855812007-08-23T11:58:00.000-07:002007-08-23T11:58:00.000-07:00Dear Jeni, I answered to your question in my blog....Dear Jeni, I answered to your question in my blog. <BR/>As far the concept that "home is where the heart is" I agree with you because I could't live in a place that I don't like, but that sentence has always meant the opposite to me: "home is where the heart is" because sometimes the place that you love most is not the one where you were born or where the family that you love live but the place that you would choose accordingly to your ideas and tastes.<BR/><BR/>I don't know if it is clear, my English is not so good anymore ;) <BR/><BR/>Ciao!Elisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10512178788406842983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991271575769102048.post-4508312884883078112007-08-20T16:00:00.000-07:002007-08-20T16:00:00.000-07:00Sognatrice - I think you hit the nail on the head....Sognatrice - I think you hit the nail on the head. This subject is subjective. Some people's sense of home comes from where there family is, some comes from where their love is, some comes (like for me) from a sense of place that is very personal. As you said, I hope we can feel that "exhale" someday!The Passionate Palatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06484449522130310668noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991271575769102048.post-10399621424931203822007-08-19T06:19:00.000-07:002007-08-19T06:19:00.000-07:00I love this subject as it truly is so very subject...I love this subject as it truly is so very subjective ;)<BR/><BR/>I think I like to straddle the fence, actually; I *do* think home is where the heart is...only my heart happens to be spread in at least two places. Like you said, there are some places where you just feel like you belong, that it's right, that you "go."<BR/><BR/>Back in the States, where I grew up, is absolutely one of my homes, but I'm not sure I could live there anymore full-time--doesn't make the chunk of my heart left there any smaller though. <BR/><BR/>Could I live outside of Italy, outside of my village right now? Happily, I really don't think so. It feels right to be here now, although I can't explain it more than that. <BR/><BR/>If my OH wanted to live somewhere else? Hmm...I suppose since a big part of my heart is with him no matter where he is, perhaps his choice of "home" would end up feeling like mine...or perhaps I'd be so lucky as to feel "home" in the same place he does at any given time. Wouldn't that be lucky?<BR/><BR/>It's a difficult discussion, and like you said, I don't think the answer is the same for anyone. I just hope that everyone gets to feel that exhale someday, when you truly feel like you're home. It's wonderful :)Michelle | Bleeding Espressohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13578703393987896737noreply@blogger.com