“Sometimes you need to go home.”
I heard my aunt say that when I was ten years old. She was talking about my cousin who had transferred college, from one several hours away, to another thirty minutes away. At the time, I didn’t understand what she meant. My cousin had been incredibly homesick. A shy girl, she had difficulty making friends. At the end of her first semester, she wanted to come home. The semester after that she transferred. Still, I could not really understand that urge she to be closer to home. Now I do.
I will never take my family or my home for granted. Not only have I been blessed with two incredible parents who have been incredibly loving and supportive of me, and when I said I needed to come home, they let me.
It was not until I myself needed to come home that I realized what my aunt meant all those years ago. Sometimes you need to go back in order to to move forward. Sometimes you need to go to a place that you feel safe and welcome, where you can focus on healing and getting better without constantly worrying about the day to day necessities of living. A place where you have a support system that will love you and make you feel loved instead of seeing you as a burden.
It was not until I needed to go home, that I realized how important home truly is.
What do you do when you have no idea where your life is going?
If you have the answer, let me know.