When do you miss home?
It might be on Christmas because everybody should be back home with his/her family.
It might be when you feel sick because nobody is there to take care of you, or tell you a good word, or give you a big hug and a spark of optimism. Then, you miss mum a lot and all the homies that have made illnesses bearable so far.
It might be when you walk or ride and nobody around you speaks your language. Add to all this the frustration that you are another person in the foreign language that you speak so you can get the full dimension of being far from home.
But number one situation of this top, the moment when I miss home the most is when I take out my clothes out of the dryer. It is not the same smell no matter what softener I get. Every time I open the door of the dryer I feel pity for all the pressed clothes forced to stay in the dark round box for hours in order to get dry. And I remember how it feels to hang the clothes outside in the sun, to see them blowing easily in the wind, spreading their fresh homey perfume. And this is when I miss home the most.