A home is not where you come back to sleep
A home is where you come back to feel alive
A home is not a place to store your worries
A home is a place to let your happiness thrive
A home is not where you live in darkness
A home is where you say goodbye to gloom
A home is not where you argue and fight
A home is where you let love bloom…
May you always have home
where you feel safe, loved, cared for,
supported and accepted…
I had a few very good friends in the place where I was born but often felt like a stranger there. My heart did not seem to belong to that place, which I used to call home.
I wonder sometimes where my true home is. The image below is probably the closest to how it would look and feel: with rugged coastline, rebellious waves, untamed breeze, soft sand, green bush and a silent hug. A place where you could be what you are: with no need to explain anything, no questions to answer, no crowds to hide from…
I’ve been to that place a few times in my life and it always felt like home.
What about you?
Where is your home?
Is your home in the place where you were born?
“He is the happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home.”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832)
Photo by Natarova Kseniya
Have a happy weekend and peace in your home