Even the Moon Can Feel Like Home

Home is not just a building or a place. It’s where love finds you. When people move to another country, they can feel worried and sad. I know this because I felt the same way. When I left my hometown and came to Canada, it was like a piece of my heart stayed behind. Everything around me was new. At first, I didn’t feel comfortable here. I had to learn a new school, new rules, and try to make new friends. I missed my uncles, aunts, cousins, and especially my grandparents. I used to think I would stay in my hometown forever. I didn’t expect anything to change. So when my mom said we were moving, I felt heartbroken. I didn’t want to leave the people and places I loved so much. When we arrived in Winkler, I tried to be brave, but inside I felt lost. Sometimes I wished I could just fly back for a moment, just to feel normal again. I didn’t know if this place would ever feel like home. But my mom never left my side. Even when she was tired, she always supported me. Little by little, things started to get better. I made new friends, tried new hobbies, and explored different places in Manitoba. I wasn’t as shy anymore, and I started to feel happier. That’s when I began to understand what “home” really means. Home is not only a country or a town. Home is the people who love you and help you through hard moments. It can be anywhere—Canada, Kazakhstan, the North Pole, or even the Moon. Home doesn’t have to be on a map. Home is wherever your heart feels safe and loved.