Long ago, in a little town by the sea, a child named Kabir grew up surrounded by family.

There were only a few streets, but they were filled with familiar faces.

A grandmother lived nearby.
 Cousins lived nearby.
 Neighbors knew one another.

And when someone baked something delicious, there was always enough to share.

His parents moved to the United States to find new opportunities.

Being left behind, Kabir felt that he would be separated from his parents

For a while, he stayed with his grandmother in their hometown.

Kabir talked to his parents from far away and missed them very much. 

Then, one day, it was finally time for Kabir to join them. 

Kabir was very excited.

There would be snow!

There would be new schools!

And, most importantly, he would be joining their parents, but he still had the guilt of leaving behind his grandmother.

When Kabir arrived, so many things felt different.

The streets looked different.

The weather felt different.

And at school, there was a new language to learn.

Kabir joined an English-learning class.

At first, some words felt tricky.

Sometimes the words came out slowly.

But little by little...

“Hello.”  “Good morning.”  “Can I play?”

Kabir learned more and more.

Kabir began to discover that home could mean more than one place.

There were memories of warm days by the ocean.

There were memories of family gatherings.

But still, something felt missing. 

The new home in the United States carried his heart, but the memories were left behind

As the years passed, the family moved into different homes.

Some homes were apartments.

Some homes were shared with family.

Some homes were made possible by housing programs.

A home gave the family a place to sleep, eat, laugh, and grow.

But finding a safe and affordable home was not always easy.

Years later, Kabir had grown up and moved to Boston.

The neighborhood was changing.

Some places that had once been empty were becoming homes, gardens, schools, and community spaces.

New buildings appeared.

Old places had changed.

The streets looked brighter.

There were new parks and colorful murals.

But the people who had lived there for many years still carried memories of what came before