I think we get so comfortable in our own comfort zones, whether it's where we grew up, or have other strong connections somewhere. Nothing beats home. Maybe that has something to do with your own vibes.
I do know this, I am incredibly fortunate to my family, the sacrifices they made, family they left behind in other countries to come here for a better life. Starved to death, persecuted, murdered. This was barely a hundred years ago, all for me, someone they never met, but knew one day knew would benefit. As a woman, I can vote, drive, don't have to stand behind any man, or be escorted to the store, or beaten and stoned to death for speaking my mind. I get to comfortable with all my freedoms and forget easily sometimes how lucky I really am, to be born into this great country
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I was very independent, moved out months after graduating. Bittersweet for me. I wish I had known time was limited with my Mom, but no one really knows. My husbands family on the other hand, his culture, the children stay with their parents longer. Grandparents live with their children, and grandchildren. Sometimes even Aunts, and Uncles. I sort of wish I had this experience sometimes. To really connect as a family unit. I think we get caught up in running full speed ahead, with out taking time to slow down and take it all in, life that is. I'm preaching now, ugh, but yes we have freedom to choose our path. I wouldn't trade where I live for anything! Red,white and blue, always!