The adage, home is where the heart is, sits in the corner looking worse for wear, tired of being verbalised each time our modern mobile world considers the word home.
Topophilia, the feeling-link between person and place may be why the adage resonates with us, but it helps little in establishing where home is in a global world.
Our biologically based, emotional response (Topophilia) to a place is hinged on how accepted we feel, and whether we feel safe and secure. The feeling that creates this link is not a magical and continuous connection. It is a series of subconscious responses to the range of experiences in a place.
An immigrant’s home is where there is more opportunity and financial security, and a refugee’s home is where there is no fear and more hope. Where’s the heart in this reality?
The heart as a symbol might work well in propaganda (I heart/love New York), and to make us pledge our loyalty (hand over your heart), but reality relies on presence and commitment—an active stand, where we are cognisant of our role in creating home, no matter where it is.
Home is where I am!
Kyo and Obi 
A cushion at Didi’s drawing room in SF reads, ” Home is where Mom is”