home is where the heart is (?)

I'm not entirely sure if this is something to complain about. but it's something that's stuck with me for my entire life and recently even more so. the whole feeling of not belonging anywhere.

"home is where the heart is"....?
it's easy for me to answer when someone asks "where are you from?" my answer is a straight-forward, without the slightest bit of hesitation- Hong Kong. Born, bred and proud to be from Hong Kong. But sometimes I also feel like someone who doesn't really belong anywhere.

My dad is from Hong Kong. My mum is from Taiwan. I am a British national. I went to a German school. I think in 4 languages.. and find it difficult to just stick to one at a time.

Sure, Hong Kong.. Taiwan.. both Chinese- what difference does it make? But for someone like me.. where in Hong Kong I get asked if I'm a foreigner and in Taiwan I get asked if I'm visiting.. for my own people to think I'm not from either place.. sometimes it does make me feel a bit lost. I guess going to an International school meant I just never really fitted in with the majority of the chinese crowd. I'm someone with multiple identities but don't really truly fit into any one of them.

Plus, now that I study in London and am considered an international student, that's one extra identity.

So what exactly would be categorized as home?

_A place where one lives; a residence.

_The physical structure within which one lives, such as a house or apartment.

_ A dwelling place together with the family or social unit that occupies it; a household.

_An environment offering security and happiness.

_ A valued place regarded as a refuge or place of origin.

_The place, such as a country or town, where one was born or has lived for a long period.

There are so many definitions of home. Being a nomad means having multiple identities, multiple homes and blending boundaries of what is perceived as home. I wouldn't really complain about being multi-cultural- it's something I feel that I'm very blessed with.

Living in a world where travelling from one country to another is simply a car ride, train ride, plane ride away; and where different cultures can be found and are transferred from one place to another, it is getting more and more common for people to feel lost about their own identities.

On average I spend around 2.5 months in Hong Kong, less than a month in Taipei and the rest of the year in London. I have a home in all 3 cities.. and I guess how I would categorize these "homes" is that one is where I grew up, one is where my family is and one is where I start to truly begin to get to know myself. All 3 places mean different things to me.. and all 3 are where my heart belongs. Being "multi-cultural" is one thing... but the feeling of "belonging nowhere" is another.