Building A New Home

A house is where you lay your head and keep your stuff. A home is where there are friends and family. Safety and security are felt there. Laughter, love, and sometimes pain and anger. A home is somewhere you are always accepted. I have tried to build a home a number of times in the past. So far I have failed. I have come very close a time or two. There were a couple of times I thought that I had even gotten it right. I lived in one home for 6 years until I let another take it away from me. It was the longest I had lived anywhere. I want that back again. I want to feel safe and be surrounded by friends and family. Acceptance and love. Isn’t that what all of us want deep down. I want to belong. I want to know my neighbors and community. I have never truly felt that. I have always been afraid. I don’t want to be afraid anymore. I wonder if that is possible. I don’t know if I can carry these memories and have the life I want too.




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