As a third culture kid -raised in a culture other than the parents’- I have never truly felt a sense of belonging to any particular place. It’s a feeling of statelessness, living in society but always as an outsider.
Even after 25 years in Australia, I am deeply grateful and respect my family’s heritage but I don’t belong to any of them. I love living in Australia because of the her sublime nature, the beauty of the Australian bush, the multiculturalism. But I don’t belong here either. I don’t belong anywhere, other than the earth beneath me. And I’ll do my best to protect her the best I can.