Millions of people have been living far away from their home for months or years. Sometimes they choose to take this decision but most of them are forced to do this by natural disasters or humanity. Wars, poverty, diseases, dictatorships, economical problems, overpopulation are some of the main reasons hundreds of million people left their birthplace. But sometimes the reasons are love, friendships, offer for a good job or studies. These decisions are cruel, sad and painful, but sometimes they can be a new start for life. But life isn’t good to everyone or doesn’t give the same or better opportunities to everyone. Some people are lucky. Because they still have the chance to visit once in a while their hometown whenever they want, but for the most immigrants or refugees this isn’t possible. The dream of the homesweethome will never come true. And every family in this world have some stories to tell you about their beloved that are far away. It was always like that because this is humanity. Always exploring different places to live, to try, to love. And me? What about me? Oh for sure I have 3 homelands to think, to love, to dream about. The one that gave birth to me, the one that my roots come from and the one that raised me and make me the person I am today. I ‘m blessed that I have the opportinity to visit my hometown where I learned what means living, and the dream about visiting my other homelands is something that still fascinates me. Those who can visit their homeland can feel this energy, the nostalgic feeling and they feel like they never left. This is something I have the need to do it, so I can keep my past and my memories into my present. They ask me why I so often visit my hometown. It’s that my mind and my soul have to do this. I’ m always connected with my past and this makes me feel that I will never grow up and I will still be the teenager that dreamed about traveling around the world.. Well and where is this dream? Why is it still a dream? Who knows..