When Home Is Between Different Countries And Genders
The cherished aspects of my former country and gender continue to be part of my life. I live in the space of possibility between homes.
I Found The House My Grandparents Abandoned in 1947
So many Americans go to India to find themselves. But I went to find the history my family lost in the subcontinent’s Partition.
I Found Love In A Hopeless Mess
Dehoarding my partner’s childhood home gave me a way to understand his mother, but I’m still not sure how to live with the habit he’s inherited.
17 Things You Might Notice When You Move To A New Country
These are stories from people who moved between countries when they were young, and the little things they noticed when they got there.
How I Fix My Life With Phish
For 15 years, I've been going to see Phish play at shows and festivals — not just for the party, but to center myself when I need it most.
I Found My Home In A Horse's Stall
The time I spent in stables taught me that gentleness doesn't have to come from people.
Home Is Where The Cat Is
Lily Sprinkles was supposed to save my relationship, but she gave me something even better.
17 Incredible Photos That Show The Collision Between China’s Past And Future
These elderly traveling street performers share a tiny temporary home, and make art wherever they can.
How Do You Stay Somewhere Forever?
Maybe it was naive to think I could live in my apartment for as long as I wanted to, but that was the plan.
How I Became A Southern-Fried Nigerian
I once felt torn between Nigeria and Florida, between jollof rice and fried alligator, but there is no real me without both.
Who Owns Chinatown? One Immigrant Family’s Gentrification Fight
Boston’s Chinatown has been a safe haven for Chinese immigrants for generations, but it's being uprooted by urban development — like so many other close-knit neighborhoods across the country. BuzzFeed News follows one Chinese-American family's struggle to hang on to their home.
I Pay My Own Wages For Housework
Taking care of my home doesn’t feel like drudgery. It feels like taking care of myself.
The Home That Made Me Doesn’t Exist Anymore
As a kid living in one of Chicago's poorest black neighborhoods, I learned to look past dysfunction and violence to see the beauty of a place I could call home.
My Dream Apartment Had Everything Except A Bed
I thought that if I had the right things, I could turn myself into the right person.
Smells Like Home
When you grow up feeling out of place everywhere, it’s the most ephemeral reminders of where you’ve been that make you feel at home.
When You Grow Up In Brooklyn, Staying Is Complicated
I was raised in New York, and the gentrification of Brooklyn and Queens has been good to me in many ways — but I’m still conflicted about it.
When My Mom Moved Into Her Car, We Learned To Survive Without Being Fine
What do you do when the person who wants everything for you doesn’t have everything she needs?