Bad Bunny’s halftime show felt like thirteen minutes of joy as defiance. We live in a country where those in power are preaching hatred and division and using ignorance and fear as a weapon. The halftime show was a celebration that felt like an antithesis to all of that. This was strength through unity, through music, and through a shared sense of what it means to be human: to love, to be angry about injustice, to regret those people and places we’ve lost, to work and make connections and survive. This was a celebration of small moments on a big stage, the moments that we weave together to make up our lives and define ourselves and create a sense of home.

Home is a powerful idea and one that’s difficult to define, though people have found a million ways to try. It’s a word that encompasses so much: place, memory, community, language, food, scent, music, and — in an ideal world — home means safety and shelter. But our world is far from ideal, especially at the moment. Probably, people have always been forced to leave their homes and make a new start in a new state or a new country, to create a new world for themselves and their family, because of war, corrupt governments, crime, hunger, the need for employment, or the need to escape persecution. The tragedy feels deeper when people are searching for comfort and safety in their new place, struggling to make a new home for themselves, but they are displaced again — separated from their families, sent to a place that is not their home and never was, facing uncertainty and injustice, alone. This is the policy we as a country are pursuing at the moment, and it’s sickening.

If there’s some hope that might wake us from this national nightmare, it’s that we’ve seen recently that we can create a bigger idea of home. One that combines all the languages and music, foods, loves, regrets, and memories, and one that is stronger for it. One that creates its own security and warmth by the love we show for each other and by all that we share. And this home can extend beyond houses, communities, towns, nations, even continents, to extend to the whole world. After all, as a wise man once said, the only thing stronger than hate is love.

So here’s a small selection from among many songs about home: missing home, leaving home, memories of home, defining home.