They say home is where the heart is. But what if your heart is broken? Maybe home is where you find the people who will put it back together. Because if you live somewhere long enough, every corner is a reminder of a date, a kiss, a heartache. Every sidewalk hides a land mine of What Ifs, Mistakes and Maybes--Memories of giving your heart to men who didn't deserve it and getting love you didn't know what to do with. As I looked up at my apartment, my little rent-controlled tree house in the concrete jungle, I couldn't help but wonder: Maybe mistakes are what make a house a home. Maybe the secret to a happy, perfectly imperfect life is simply this: As you're giving your heart away, don't forget to keep a little for yourself. It's home. And as another lost girl once said, There's no place like it. #CarrieDragshaw