I've had many homes, in many different places, with many different people.
Home is place or person(s) you don't want to leave.
Home is feeling, that even for a second, you are exactly where you are supposed to be.
With my many homes, I've had many families. Brothers, sisters, parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins who weren't related to me by blood but were family all the same.
They created, in me, this a desire for community, a desire for closeness with others. They grew my capacity for love and taught me the true meaning of goodness and mercy.
These bonds, these connections, they enrich my life in so many ways and then break my heart when they end. I ache for the hills and dessert heat in Africa and the lush green landscapes and blue waters of Nicaragua and Costa Rica but mostly I ache for the people I came to know, the understanding that comes from experiencing all of these things together. I am homesick for the home that I've found in my friendships (that sounds so cheesy). There is no cure. Once someone has entered my left and left on good terms, I will forever wonder, how they are doing and where their life has taken them. When that happens I simply think of the happiest memory I have with them and send them happy, peaceful thoughts in hopes that they might feel that energy and be a little bit happier because of it. :)
Home is place or person(s) you don't want to leave.
Home is feeling, that even for a second, you are exactly where you are supposed to be.
With my many homes, I've had many families. Brothers, sisters, parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins who weren't related to me by blood but were family all the same.
They created, in me, this a desire for community, a desire for closeness with others. They grew my capacity for love and taught me the true meaning of goodness and mercy.
These bonds, these connections, they enrich my life in so many ways and then break my heart when they end. I ache for the hills and dessert heat in Africa and the lush green landscapes and blue waters of Nicaragua and Costa Rica but mostly I ache for the people I came to know, the understanding that comes from experiencing all of these things together. I am homesick for the home that I've found in my friendships (that sounds so cheesy). There is no cure. Once someone has entered my left and left on good terms, I will forever wonder, how they are doing and where their life has taken them. When that happens I simply think of the happiest memory I have with them and send them happy, peaceful thoughts in hopes that they might feel that energy and be a little bit happier because of it. :)