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October 25, 2021

I Long to Return Home & to My True Self.

 

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I imagine the day I can return home.

I’m not sure what it will look like exactly, but I imagine it will still smell of salt water, freshly brewed coffee, and Douglas Fir trees.

I imagine this because no matter what changes in my life, this part of my home always remains the same.

A lot will likely be different though—my partner, my circle of friends, my job, and my “family.”

There’s a coffee shop called Adagio’s back home, and I imagine I’ll grow old there, writing love letters I’ll never send while my brown hair turns grey.

I imagine this and so much more.

I imagine one day I’ll be a professor walking through red square at my old university.

I imagine I’ll hold someone else’s hand and dance through life with them.

I imagine I will one day fall in love with my life again.

There’s so much about my “home” that I imagine will be different, but I imagine I’ll fit right back in.

I made the decision almost 10 years ago to go off on my own, and while I learned a lot and am grateful for all I experienced, I’m ready to go home.

I’m ready to return to no umbrellas, using an array of vocabulary to describe the rain, and picking out a scarf to wear for the day.

I’m ready to return to where I come from.

I’m ready to go back home and be my true Self.

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