2/22/2017 1 Comment
What does "Home" mean to you?
My mom ordered a poem on "Home". I was so overwhelmed with the prospect of encompassing our life together into a little poem that I began to write about what the idea of home meant to me. I've been writing about it for a week now... There were some unsaid things and unresolved pain between my mom and I and after stewing over our family for a few days, I decided to talk to her about it all.
My relationship with my family is complicated, but I think for the first time, we are finally coming to terms with some hurt in our past and moving forward with truthfulness and love.
I am so grateful that this poem triggered this experience. As much as I say these poems are for others, I'm constantly reminded of their positive effect on me.
Here's to family, to truth, to moving forward in love and creativity.
9/3/2019 12:16:35 am
Home can mean differently for everyone, that is something that I learned the hard way. I used to think that home is where my family is at, but that was not the case for them. It really stinks when you do not get the love that you give back, however, that is just life, I guess. I hope that you found where your heart lies. Find a home, build a family, live life with purpose and with powerful unending love.
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