Maybe when a very young child, but this oldanon ain't seen anything going on which could be called normal. Never knew normal.
Grew up in a very small town in the middle of nowhere. Knew it wasn't home. Went way out of state to college. Knew it wasn't home. Traveled the Country, couldn't find home. Moved out of the country, still couldn't find home.
Got old, came back to support my son, he needed help, thinking it would be a year or two. Still knew I wasn't home. Was getting ready to move to another place, always looking for home. Then 08 November 2016 happened. Then a year later Q showed up.
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, Oldanon found HE IS HOME. No longer searching.
Patience is a virtue. All good things come to those who waits. Only one requirement: STAND, don't back down..