As a military brat. As a military child. We have no home state, we have no home country. We just have Home. We have mom and dad, maybe either or. But we don’t have any stable roots, we just kept up operating ourselves and planting ourselves in a different place and just trying to call our new house “home”. Because we have the bare necessities. We had loving parents or we had maybe “supportive” parents. They did their best for their lowest of lows, but what I’ve learned at the end of the day from my parents, you always gotta make sure that’s there is a safe roof over your head , a warm bed, clothes over your body and a warm meal. The bear necessities lol