I meant it to be this way, a home full of love and comfort. A home that was theirs and where they could own their space within it. That they belong to, a place to call their own. A mum and dad still together, supporting each other and giving them the best life they possibly could give.
Not a space that wasn’t theirs, two homes in different countries, going back and forth, never really belonging anywhere. A no mans land feeling of a distorted truth, a truth that didn’t really belong to them, just the adults around them.
The never-ending feeling of disconnection and then reconnection, but never really staying still long enough to connect with the location or people. A constant feeling of movement amongst people and places and starting all over, having to find your place again.
But this reality I wouldn’t change it for the world, for me, as it’s made me who I am, the creative and friendly human being that I am. Creating the ability to talk to anyone and everyone, the stranger who seeks me out to tell all their woes, the friend who wants to talk their problems through. The ability to hear and see everyone for all they are and all they want to be.
I meant it to be this way, but with a twist, give stability but I wanted to spread the joy of visiting new countries. Meeting and conversing with new people, living and understanding new cultures and wanting to embrace the world we live in. I am sure I’ve created that, a thirst for new people and new lands.
A thirst to know that this isn’t it, this small part of existence that they live in right now, that there is so much more out there. That the world is out there for them to explore and enjoy. It belongs to us all and we have the right to go out there and enjoy every piece of it.
I meant it to be this way to share my love for people and the every changing world we live in.
Comments