Passionate thoughts of a writer about love and life.
I am going home! I have been saying that I was going to save up my money to move back to my hometown, but I had a crisis of the heart the morning and called my stepmother. She is the only mother I have ever known, and I have told myself for years that she didn't love me. Turns out I was wrong. I have hidden myself away, shut out those who cared about me, to the point that I believed no one really cared about me. Grieving can make you do that. However, when I finally broke down this morning and told her how I felt, isolated, lonely, and homesick, she welcomed me home with open arms. So I am moving this week. Thank God I made that phone call.