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Home is supposed to be a place of familiarity, a place where you feel welcomed and a place that is yours. Home is supposed to surround you with family and loved ones. You never imagined what would happen if you came home and everything was cold and distant.

You came home a different person. A person who you didn’t know and who you didn’t know you were before. You came home after four years and just stood there as your mom asked for a hug. You were so afraid to take that first step that when you did you melted into her arms and it was like you never left.

A lot can happen in four years and people change. Love changes and you don’t know who is there for you or what other people are thinking.

All you know is home happened for a reason and it taught you that when something happens you know who your real family is. It teaches you how to be a stronger person when you are already breaking down.

You stopped asking why and you have stopped crying. Home was just a stopping point in your journey to put a landmark on all the places you went and where you ended up at.

There’s no place like home and home was a place that you had to find out where it was and who it was with.

Don’t ever underestimate the power of faith because, in the end, that is where home was.

 

 

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