Homecoming

I'm going home.

Not to the home that is in here, that I am.

To the home that is out there, in the world.

The home that shaped me. The home where my ancestors came from. The home where my family live.

I'm nervously excited.

To be perfectly vulnerable, I'm scared.

Going home brings up a lot. Demands a lot to be faced.

I have been running away from home my whole life.

Not just the home that is out there, in the world, but also the home that is in here, that I am.

And in the past decade, I have literally been running, or as I like to call it, falling forward, all around the world.