A place where I could go to escape. To love and to be loved. To experience life, life that's full. To cultivate real relationships. To be a family.
This place became a home to me.
Although I did not pay rent nor did I have a room there, my heart was there. It still is there.
And isn't that what they say: Home is where the heart is.
This place is gone now. It no longer exists. But it lives on. In my heart, and in the hearts of many others.