JUST THOUGHT I WOULD REVIVE THIS ARTICLE I WROTE ABOUT LONGING FOR HOME. I FIND IT APT TO SHARE IT WITH YOU ON THE OCCASION OF MOTHERS’ DAY. AS I DEDICATED THIS TO MY MOTHER A FEW YEARS AGO.
I long for home….Indeed, I find it so true that home is not necessarily a place. It could actually be a situation where you want to be – it is to be with the people you care most about, with the people you are most comfortable, with people where you can be what you really are, without feeling that you are being judged…It is with whom you can pour your heart out, its pain and its longing, and be healed. It is with whom you can open up your withering soul, and gain inspiration or draw strength so you can be renewed.
In one’s life, there are moments when you feel a certain sense of sadness and one never knows immediately why. You examine your life, and you tend to think – where is this coming from, when you see that you seem to have almost everything anyone can ever…
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