Home is definitely not just a place. It’s a feeling of belonging and security. It is a lifeline to the people and space you hold dear. It is trust and expectations.
But there can also be pain and loss. Still, home helps you face your fears and have room to grow. It’s always a shelter even in the worst of life’s storms.
It can be two places. Three. It is where the pieces of your heart live.
I have a home at my mom and dad’s. I have the home I make with Jerry—wherever that may be. That home has open doors to welcome my daughters and other family.
I have a home in America that I miss everyday. When I’m feeling homesick, I remind myself that she will be there when I return.
That’s it. Home is always waiting with open arms for you to return.