I love the feeling you get when you've been gone for a while and you come back to your home! It's like, ahhh! Comfort! I can't really explain it. But it's something that I love. Kinda like sleeping in your own bed after a long hard day. Mmmm.
Why am I writing this? Well, my mom is finally home. But I don't think she feels like she is. Her hearts not here. It makes me a bit sad.. I can see it in her eyes. She'd rather be with her Tatay. And I completely understand.. I just hope she feels at home soon. I miss her still.
A house is just a house, but a home is where the heart is.
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