…and one of the most underrated joys.
A lot of people spend their entire life spending days in a house. A lot of us spend years before we finally realize that home is a feeling and not four walls. For some, it’s too late or too difficult to take that step. We have contorted ideas about “comfort”. What’s comfortable for me may be unreasonable for a house mate – the “family”.
Different people, different ideas about freedom.
FREEDOM. Nobody in the world can “give freedom” to me. I was born with it.
I think it’s more important than food for me. Food lets my body live; freedom lets my soul live.
If my soul dies, everything dies. My relationships die, my art dies, my dreams die. Giving up on my freedom is unacceptable, rather impossible. It is my responsibility to make sure I live with it. It is my responsibility to work for my peace and sanity. I will never blame another soul. I believe, we are where we are because of our decisions.
Not deviating. I am home now. I have spent a major part of my life away from home, craving for home, dreaming about home. And today, saying “I am grateful” would be an under statement.
I am amazed that God has been this kind to me.
Just a Thank You post. 🙂