Going home is like being embraced in the arms of an unconditional love. I started my world travel journey, saying goodbye to my mother - and it hasn’t been easy since. The idea of home since her departure has transformed itself into something, so unfamiliar. The sounds of home that echoes now are no longer ones i can sing and dance to. Still, i longed for that hug, i needed it. So instead of saying goodbye forever, i decided to learn its new song, to sit in its silence, to dance, or try to.To learn to love this version home, to be able to mourn and welcome the memories of my mother, because she was home.
So welcome to a glimpse of special place i call home.
SVG
Al
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