Places shape us. They become part of us. Whether its the people or the landscape, the culture or the environment, or any number of things in between, some places dig deeper into us than others. Places we grow up, places we pass through, who we are, how we interact, it all plays a role in our experience, what we give, what we take away. We all have places we call home, places we feel home, places we love, places we loath, places we begrudgingly accept as some intrisic part of who we are. Although these places might be a part of us, might come with us everywhere, sometimes, we return to them physically. This homecoming can be a relief, it can be a reawakening, it can be a rediscovery. Coming home can reveal things we missed the first time, it can remind us of who we once were, who we really are, and where we’re heading next. Continue reading “Homecoming”
Homecoming
