This weekend ended on a mixed note for me and off course the rainy weather magnified the pensive mood. Yesterday a good friend of mine performed on stage and I was so happy for him, not because he sang so beautifully, which he did, but because I knew he was now at home. All of us at some point in time in our life search for our home, a home where you are most comfortable in your skin, someplace where you are treasured and valued, where people love and respect you, some place where you could let your weary head down, a place where you completely fit in like a missing jigsaw piece. Oh the joy that brings to a searching soul to find destiny. And then I couldn’t shake of the feeling that I hadn’t found my home. Some people find it so effortlessly early in life and some of us take a life time to find our place in this world.
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