Home

Home doesn’t have to be a place, it can be a person, a sound, a music, a smile, a hug or even a habit… home is where your heart is, where you feel safe. Home is that safe spot you seek when the whole world starts to fall apart, is what you crave when you’re breaking into pieces. Home doesn’t have to have four walls and a roof, it isn’t necessarily where you live. Home is what you look for when you just want to crawl up and wallow when you’re crushed.

Home, mistakenly often by a physic place, home is much more than that. Home is where happiness, anger, frustration and true love meet and co-live in an unlikely harmony. To be home is to be in such a deep comfort that nothing you can do or say will destroy that feeling.  Home is where you can let go of your fears and just be the real you, where the mask falls and the unadulterated you can show up without reservations.

Home is like most of all important things in life impossible to describe, it is not something you put in words but simply something you feel inside. Have you found yours?