Home is definitely where my heart is these days, and it tugs at my little heart much more often than I expected it to when I moved here. Just now, I had an email from a friend who I wish I could be there for - to support, offer words of encouragement, give a hug, whatever it takes to help her through this.
This kind of thing actually happens a lot. Maybe not emergency situations, and more often it's something like a book club or a party or pictures on Facebook. With the way the world is now, I can stay tightly connected to people even from the other side of the world, and leaving home isn't really leaving friends and loved ones. I am so glad for that, I really am. It just sometimes makes starting over more difficult.
I wouldn't change that. Instead, I'm finding it to mean, maybe, that my place is not as a wanderer, but really at home.
This kind of thing actually happens a lot. Maybe not emergency situations, and more often it's something like a book club or a party or pictures on Facebook. With the way the world is now, I can stay tightly connected to people even from the other side of the world, and leaving home isn't really leaving friends and loved ones. I am so glad for that, I really am. It just sometimes makes starting over more difficult.
I wouldn't change that. Instead, I'm finding it to mean, maybe, that my place is not as a wanderer, but really at home.
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