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Letting Go in June

When one jumps over the edge, one is bound to land somewhere. -D. H. Lawrence Earlier this week, I had to say goodbye to my childhood home. We packed boxes of precious books, piled our car with pillows, wrapped heirlooms and crystals, and left some things behind– including our lovely garden. It’s been difficultContinue reading “Letting Go in June”

Home

Home. A place I thought I could point to on a map. A place I thought I left my heart in. But the reality is, what is home? It’s a fiction. When I was stuck for an extra week in Kenya, home was my temporary room in my aunt and uncle’s house. Now that I’mContinue reading “Home”