Homesickness
I honestly couldn't wait to visit my family after many, many years of being gone
I couldn't wait to taste the chullent and homemade challah my mother made for Shabbos
I couldn't wait to wake up friday morning to the smell of the delicious food..
I couldn't wait to give a big hug to my mother after all those years..
But
Everything had changed
They no longer resided in the home I grew up in
The food didn't taste the same as I recalled it
The smell was divine still but not quite as I remembered it
My mother's hug was not the same
It seemed hesitant.. yet familiar
As I spent a week there, I realized I was homesick
I was homesick for my current home
I felt a deep sadness for what was lost.. the memories not living up to current expectations
Yet a great amount of relief and serenity at the realization that I knew what I wanted deep in my heart, that I knew where I truly belonged.
I will always love my family even after all that we had been through, however, the visit reaffirmed for me where I truly belonged and how happy I really was.
Content with where I am, safe and secure with the knowledge that new memories have made a home in my heart and in my mind.
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