Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Home is where the heart is.

For so long I considered myself to be a nomad. I didn't really have a stable home in this world, nor did I really feel like I belonged anywhere in particular, and I was okay with that. Until now.
Now I have this amazing home in North Carolina and I am surrounded by these mind-blowingly amazing people who never cease to send me into a state of wonder. How any group of strangers could be so welcoming and form such an instant family around me completely astonishes me, but it happened.
Everyday I feel so blessed to have my new home, and my substitute family who would cross oceans and move mountains to ensure I was happy.
Like I said, I was happy being nomadic, but I never really knew what I was missing until now.

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