We were watching Bridget Jones Baby last night. And she was talking how when it's the right person you feel like you home. My husband and I giggled because that's what we tell each other. Like we feel we arrived home. It's hard to explain what we mean. But we are content. . We were both married before and both raised children and I had long term live-in bf in between. These relationships weren't horrid (his was horrid)just not right. I don't think I ever felt "home". Now I do.