I'm back in one of my favorite cities in the world, New York City. The first thing I thought when I got off of the plane was, "it's good to be home." But 3 weeks ago I was in Gainesville and I felt like that town gave me a warm, weekend-long hug... as if it were home. And while I was living in Morocco, I would feel anxious to return home to Marrakech after a weekend of traveling. And when I went back to Sri Lanka for the second time, I ran through the airport with the excitement and energy of being back in a place that felt like, well, home.
How awesome it is to be able to make the entire world feel as though it's home. Comfort is found in the unfamiliar and every new face is one of family. I guess it's about seeing the good in where you are and allowing yourself to trust.
When I walk up to this fluffy fella and these doors seeping with the smell of homemade cookies next week, I'll again say the same... It's good to be home.
How awesome it is to be able to make the entire world feel as though it's home. Comfort is found in the unfamiliar and every new face is one of family. I guess it's about seeing the good in where you are and allowing yourself to trust.
When I walk up to this fluffy fella and these doors seeping with the smell of homemade cookies next week, I'll again say the same... It's good to be home.
So right you are Stephanie! On the other hand, people who can't trust or see the good around them will probably never find a home. If even, welcome to wonderful Morocco!
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Yes, very true! Nothing will ever feel like home if you can't see the good.
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