I miss home. I won’t call it homesick, but maybe you would. I think about my own bed, my own decisions, my family, my friends; and I think oh just for a moment please. But what is wonderful about missing what you have left behind is how you learn to appreciate everything and everyone that you took for granted:
Dear Auntie (My grandmother) You are so sweet and good to me. Thank you for always being there and for always wanting to be. You make me feel so loved.
Dear Bed, oh how I love you and your beautiful cushiness. God bless the time we were together and I pray that you aren’t too sad we are apart.
Dear Sister, Oh beautiful sister thank you for your friendship and laughter. I can’t wait to giggle with you again.
Dear Mother, Thanks for having my back through this. Support never gets old.
Dear bathtub, forgiving me for leaving you. It wasn’t someone else I promise. I will return with candles and bubbles just the way you like it.
Dear Best friend, cuddling and talking and spending time with you makes me so happy. I am grateful that you care for me. What a blessing it is to find family in friends.
I appreciate these things, these people in a new way and a look back on the blessings I’ve had with praise I am still blessed, beyond measure but as things constantly change and it is hard to find comfort or home in anything I am realizing Lord, That home is wherever I’m with you.
So without the bathtub, or my bed, or my family, or friends… I am searching and finding home with God. That with everything stripped away that it still is a blessing because I have been chosen for a mission of love and if God is there on that mission and I am there on that mission.
I am home.
Laughter. Warmth. Bubble baths.
Alyssha
